Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 47

She was utterly flabbergasted.

Whitney?

Was she not supposed to be in the room?

Why was she just sitting here, cool as a cucumber?

And, more importantly, whose heated moans were echoing from the lounge?

Monica’s lips twitched. She watched Whitney glance up at her with an icy smirk, but she could not stop in her tracks, not when Faith was already storming ahead to kick open the lounge door!

Inside, the dim lights barely illuminated the scene – Troy was drunkenly pinning two women on the couch, his shirt flung open, his lips hungrily moving over them.

One of the women seemed reluctant, playfully struggling in a mock protest.

The other, however, was all in, eagerly wrapping her arms around Troy’s neck and pressing her lips to his.

“You two sluts! How dare you seduce my brother! Whitney, get out here… Wait, where’s Whitney?” Faith’s fury exploded as she flipped the women’s faces, only to freeze in shock, “Roselyn? Monica, isn’t this your bestie, Roselyn? And Stella? Isn’t she that hotshot celebrity everyone’s talking about? This…”

Faith’s face flickered through a myriad of expressions before turning to Monica with a dark, vengeful glare, “Aren’t these your cheap friends? Oh, I get it. You were trying to frame Whitney, claiming she was coming onto my brother, but it turns out your two shameless besties are the ones in his bed!”

Faith lashed out, striking fiercely. Stella was quickest to flee, her face the picture of misfortune. She had been called over by Gunner, expecting some sort of affair, only to find herself locked in the moment she entered.

–

She did not even understand how things had escalated whether it was a natural disaster or man–made

chaos.

“It’s not me. I have no interest in Troy. I just happened to be here; I have a boyfriend! Monica, explain for me, please.” Stella’s complexion was ashen as she looked desperately at Monica, silently pleading.

Meanwhile, Monica was still rooted to the spot near the door, blindsided by the discovery of Roselyn and Stella

inside.

–

felt like doom was bearing down on her she planned to get Faith to catch Whitney and

into her best

at

Whitney…

she must have sabotaged everything with that mocking

then, Simon approached, his voice grave,

an accusing finger at Monica, “Your precious girlfriend was trying to set up Whitney. And somehow, it ended up being these two women. Stella might be innocent, but

Monica, “Is this true? Have you been scheming

never hurt her,” Monica pleaded, her eyes brimming with

buying her act. Recalling past disputes between Whitney and

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Faith was the one revealing the truth now, and Simon could not deny what he saw

innocent and weak as

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Monica to deal

clothes and tossing her into the hallway, shouting. “Let everyone see what a shameless little tramp she is! Did Monica send you here? Simon, what’s your game?

she stumbled back. No, she had only intended

isolation. She had just managed to turn things

everyone. Though vain and materialistic, she still had her pride. The men around her leered, a mix of lust

Monica’s legs, begging, “Monica, I was wrong. I got

colors, and now that she was in danger herself, she

taught you to be this low. Don’t smear my name in front of Faith. Just get lost! Faith, I had no idea about her actions. Please don’t

under Faith’s foot, her humiliation recorded by the mocking crowd, her

rage.

Roselyn swore

the entire farce from her booth, Whitney clapped her hands lightly and

the competition results before trying to sabotage

this incident as payback. It was uncertain whether Phebe would find out, but one thing was for sure

–

would, with a little nurturing,

future.

feel the repercussions, and Whitney watched with

disturb the peace between her friends,

would return the