Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 59

wing around the overpass twice. Tiens was struggling to keep up, penting and puzzled. “Are they lost or are

watory, her eyes glued to the bendey that had almost lost them several times before slowing down just

nough for them to catch up, clenched her fats. “Your choice of a BYD was a mistake”

Sorry sky just wanted to throw & off by not expecting someone like you, a former socialite, to be driving a

Whitney didn’t know what to say

“They’re leaving the overpass Tiana sped up.

But at the merging junction, the Bentley fishtailed, leaving them in the dust.

Demn, which way did they go? Tiana pounded the steering wheel, glancing at the street signs. “But he’s definitely not heading to Imperial Gem Corporation, this is the opposite direction.”

Whitney, frustrated, glanced at her, “it’s your fault–bad choice of car, worse driving skills.”

A string of expletives rolled through Tiana’s mind, unsure whether they were appropriate to voice.

Their mission that day ended in failure.

Whitney hurried back to the villa before nightfall, only to be infuriated that the man had arrived earlier, lounging on the sofa and leisurely reading the newspaper

Seeing his lazy demeanor beneath the silver mask made her blood boil.

Had he done it on purpose this afternoon? Could he have noticed her following him?

Whitney pouted, sitting at the dining table, waiting for dinner

Ludwik glanced at her, “Where were you today?”

Whitney looked up at him, suddenly smiling, Mr. L, it seems that President Ludwik can’t get enough of me. What should I do?”

“What do you mean can’t get enough?” he asked, enigmatic, folding the newspaper away.

Whitney feigned distress, “And you said he wasn’t interested in me. I think he’s quite smitten! The other day, he even said he wanted to seduce me, insisted on an affair within marriage, the lecher…”

“Pfft” He spat out his drink, his jaw tensing.

takes to captivate a man. Once our

his

and jealous, then it wasn’t him. If his expression had relaxed

with disdain, “What assets do you think you

he rubbing her

and down, annoyed. “I’m

her skirt, a naughty

Whitney, distracted, quickly

to the dining table, starting

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also ignored him

headed

study, the man looked at Whitney

to borrow something from

She’d brought him coffee once but hadn’t really looked around. Today, if she found a book about jewels or documents related

with mischief, which he noted

closed the door firmly behind him, “I’m not lending you

Whitney banged on the

room and immediately called Tiana. “I need to get into his study; he won’t let me. He’s obviously guilty, afraid I’ll find

hesitated. “Maybe. But, Whitney, you’ve been suspicious all day without any proof. Could it be your wild imagination? After all, a tycoon like Ludwik

scenarios often turn out to

I wonder, with Ludwik’s clout and temper, why would he bother hiding behind a mask from you, a minor

afraid I’d kill him!” Whitney

study, the man watching the bedroom surveillance and listening to the phone call

not only has he played me for a fool, but I’m

Ludwik’s expression turned cold.

deeper, a shadow of complexity passing through

to jump to conclusions, guessing the very last

to see with her own

a trace of dark amusement, obscured by the smoke, lending him an

the bedroom, Tiana sympathized, “True, no one could tolerate their business enemy having their

of

“Yes.”

you? Why don’t you dash over to Imperial Gem

professional bad–idea factory in your last life, Tiana.” Whitney rolled

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