Whitney raised an eyebrow and looked at Monica with amusement as if she were watching a court jester perform.
Standing beside her, L. towered with an impeccable posture, blatantly ignoring Monica as if she were beneath
his notice.
‘Let’s get going,” he said, turning with an air of distinction.
Whitney followed him, delicate and soft, which only made him seem more imposing.
Simon watched from behind, his eyes simmering with an intense, fiery anger,
“Whitney!” He barked, halting her in her tracks.
Monica’s face soured instantly.
Whitney paused, and L. glanced at her. “I need to take a call. The driver will pick you up. Can you handle that?”
She nodded with a faint smile.
With a cool glance back, Whitney watched Simon approach, eyeing L as he walked away to take his call. “Who the hell is that guy?” Simon demanded.
“None of your damn business.”
“How can you associate with riffraff? Whitney, have you sunk so low?”
“At least I’m not scavenging for coins in the gutter.”
Her words stung Monica and Simon, and onlookers struggled to suppress their laughter.
Monica’s face turned icy while Simon’s expression grew colder. He grabbed Whitney’s hand and sneered, “Riffraff without a car, right? He’s probably riding a motorcycle. I’ll take you home!”
The sound of his car keys jingled, and the headlights of a Lamborghini flashed.
Monica feigned concern as she approached. “Oh dear sister, you must have walked here, right? You should be careful, especially being pregnant, even if the father’s identity is a mystery. Let Simon and me take you home. What if something happens to you on that motorcycle?”
The elite ladies nearby cast disdainful glances at Whitney. As beautiful as she was, it baffled them why she would be with a thug.
Whitney remained silent.
an ultra–luxury car approached, and when the
one–of–a–kind, limited edition Bugatti Veyron–not just the car, but the consecutive numbers on the license plate left Simon and Monica
even the elite
Whose car was this?
out, respectfully calling, “Ms. Valentine, your
the lady of the house, which suggested L’s directive. With a knowing smile, Whitney swept past the stunned Monica, Yvonne, and Preston, and gracefully got
Veyron sped off, leaving a cloud of exhaust for
surrounding socialites were abuzz. “Who has Whitney gotten involved with? That license plate–only the Lippert
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way Whitney’s involved with the Lippert family!” Yvonne interjected with scorn. “She’s ruined. She’s just latched onto
the core but feigning sorrow,
complexion turned sour. How could Whitney know a man with such a
within him. Whitney was supposed to be his–all of her beauty,
traveled in separate cars, he ahead and she
urgently contacted her, “Did I do well,
Tiana to drug Monica
some dog
witnessed her
again. And that
fake husband and
there,
to wait as
he approached her with the grace of a
gave them to me. They’ve been with
again?” L raised an
standing up in the evening
glanced at her lips, and
I wouldn’t have my dogs!”
“Hmph.”
pointed to the imposing Bugatti behind her. “But you really shouldn’t use that license plate. The cops
mouth twitched
grimaced, feeling sorry for the plate for being mistaken as
headed
at an important event. “Did you come back from a trip, or did you return just for this?” She asked
pause and deep
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