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,
car, but the consecutive numbers
something even the elite of Banyan City
Whose car was this?
calling, “Ms.
as Ms. Valentine, not as the lady of the house, which suggested L’s directive. With a knowing smile, Whitney swept
of exhaust for
“Who has Whitney gotten involved with? That license plate–only the Lippert family
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Chapter 27
scorn. “She’s
jealous to the core but feigning sorrow, added, “She’s
could Whitney know
supposed to be his–all of her beauty, excellence, and capabilities
traveled in separate cars, he ahead and she
urgently contacted her, “Did I do
Whitney had instructed Tiana to drug Monica
dog meat
witnessed her
too bad for Monica–just as she stepped into high society, you kicked her out again. And that resort contract won’t do her
replied, distracted by her fake husband and missing her nemesis’s
the car. L, already there, stood elegantly, smoking a cigarette–a mature man
nodded for her to wait
he approached her
knelt to greet them, her face softening. “They’re getting old,” she said. “My mother gave them to me.
L raised
in the evening breeze like an
at her lips, and his fingers loosened his
my dogs!” She said, stepping closer to him
“Hmph.”
Bugatti behind her. “But you really shouldn’t use
twitched in
sorry for the plate for being mistaken
they headed
man’s formal attire, suggesting he had been at an important event. “Did you come back from a trip, or did you return just for this?”
deep
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