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.
roar of an ultra–luxury car approached, and when the onlookers recognized it,
Veyron–not just the car, but the consecutive numbers on the license plate left Simon and Monica
plate number symbolized power, something even the elite
Whose car was this?
respectfully calling,
of the house, which suggested L’s directive. With
Veyron sped off, leaving a cloud of
“Who has Whitney gotten involved with? That license plate–only the Lippert
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the Lippert family!” Yvonne interjected with scorn. “She’s ruined. She’s just
feigning sorrow, added, “She’s
Whitney know
to be his–all of her beauty, excellence,
cars,
her, “Did
drug Monica and
dog meat to stage
derailed, and everyone witnessed her supposed madness, making
out again. And that resort contract won’t do her any good now, haha,” Tiana said cheerfully. “By the
her fake husband and missing her
alighted from the car. L, already there, stood elegantly,
to wait as he
approached her with the
them, her face softening. “They’re getting old,” she said. “My mother gave them to me. They’ve been with me
L
standing up in the evening breeze
at her lips, and his fingers loosened his Windsor–knotted
you, I wouldn’t have my dogs!” She said, stepping closer to him
“Hmph.”
“But you really shouldn’t
mouth twitched in
feeling sorry for the plate for
they headed towards the
formal attire, suggesting he had been at an important event. “Did you come back from a trip, or did you return just for this?”
pause and deep gaze were
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