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!”

top of the stairs, looking down at Stella with a cool,

degrees at the sight of

Parker smiled at Whitney.

this bespectacled man at the hospital before.

at the other private suite. Want to

man who showed no interest in coming to her

Tiana was already piecing things together. The man behind the mask? Of course, he was Whitney’s enigmatic

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twinkling. “Why not go? It would be lovely for

Chapter 41

together. I’m starving!”

chill from the man silenced Tiana, and it took her a moment to muster a compliment. “You must be the

a silence as cold as

nudged Whitney. “Go on,

lips together, feeling entirely out

throat and pulled out a chair for her. “Whitney, please, take a seat.

the manager presented two copies, landing in the hands of Whitney and

light dishes,” the man spoke up, his voice deep and

sat back his posture impeccable, his legs crossed, his face

at Whitney. “Why don’t you order some

who glared at

returning as she scanned the menu. “Let’s have some caramelized bananas, spicy

you preferred

Inside, Whitney bristled

lethal warning look, then glanced at

the stoic man and thought, why should she cater to

table,

at Tiana before

exchange with amusement. Young girls were

remained

had not pleased

atmosphere, the four of them ate a meal that did little for

stood up, the epitome of cool sophistication, as he adjusted his suit. Parker

replied indifferently, not even glancing at

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

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