Chapter 41

Whitney bit her lip, anxiety etching her features.

“Ha!” Monica scoffed as if she had just heard the world’s funniest joke, expressing her disdain. “Turns out he’s not here to rescue you. Whitney. Look at you, disgraced and abandoned. Not even the street thugs want you now Pathetic. Hey, manager! Get them out of here!”

Parker caught up in a few strides, saying, “Bro, she’s pregnant! You’re so worked up you’re ready to abandon your kid?”

L swept him with an icy glance.

Parker got the message, his laugh trailing off as he spun on his heel.

Security hoisted up Whitney and Tiana while Monica, with a sly nod, urged the socialites to shove Whitney down the stairs.

With a gust of cold air, Parker was there, shoving the women aside. “Let those ladies go!” he bellowed.

Caught off guard and not recognizing Parker, Monica assumed he was just another nobody from the streets. She yelled, “Who the heck are you to push me around? Manager, don’t you dare let them go. Throw them out, along with this guy!”

Parker’s smile was thin, his patience wearing thin. “Manager, what are you waiting for?”

The manager, now pale as a ghost, knew better than to cross Parker, a friend of the big boss. His previous flattering of Monica now turned to disgust as he directed the security to encircle Monica and her posse.

“What are you waiting for? Get them out of here!”

“What?” Monica’s voice was incredulous, her eyes wide in disbelief. “Are you out of your mind? I’m a VIP member of this club, the darling of the Valentine Corporation. You wouldn’t dare…”

When the women resisted, the security grabbed Monica and Stella, dragging them to the carpeted stairs and throwing them down without ceremony.

Monica stumbled and landed with a thud, her hair and clothes in disarray.

Stella, in her high heels, fell gracelessly to the ground floor.

The entire floor of wealthy businessmen and socialites watched the scene unfold, some even pulling out their phones to capture the moment.

Monica’s face turned an angry shade of blue.

Stella, a celebrity, covered her face and screamed, “Stop filming!”

Stella with a cool, mocking laugh,

face dropping several degrees

Parker smiled at Whitney.

this bespectacled man at the hospital before. His eyes, behind his glasses, hinted at a

other private suite. Want to join?” Parker

showed no interest in coming to her

behind

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twinkling. “Why not go?

Chapter 41

together. I’m starving!”

took her a moment to muster a compliment. “You must be the renowned Mr. L7

into a silence as cold as

nudged Whitney.

lips together, feeling

throat and pulled out a chair for

copies, landing in the hands of

few light dishes,” the man spoke up, his

back his posture impeccable, his legs crossed, his face

glanced at Whitney. “Why don’t

glared at her as if to say, “No

to look composed, her appetite returning as she scanned the menu. “Let’s have some caramelized bananas,

back, her voice honeyed but her intention clear. “Whitney, I thought you preferred lighter fare, just like Mr. L?

Inside, Whitney bristled

shot her a lethal warning look,

man and thought, why

the table, Tiana

the pain, Whitney glared at Tiana before reluctantly ordering

watched the exchange with amusement. Young

up to see L, who remained expressionless, his aura growing colder by

choices had

four of them ate a meal that did little for

he adjusted his suit. Parker asked, “Which

L replied indifferently, not

Whitney wanted to leave, but Tiana was already probing. “Parker, what’s next on

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