Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 69

She knew too much, so he couldn’t shake her off just yet!

With the Valentine Corporation in peril and Yvonne’s uncle, who had invested in the corporation multiple times, he suddenly remembered Yvonne’s worth. Preston’s face turned thunderous as he tried to help her up.

But Yvonne, filled with resentment, shrugged him off and straightened up, heading upstairs with dignity, “You better remember who can save the Valentine Corporation in its hour of need and be grateful to me!”

Her flawless makeup took years off her face. That night, Yvonne arrived at a five–star hotel and knocked on a door.

The man who opened the door was fat and lavish, in his fifties or sixties. His eyes lit up at the sight of Yvonne, “You’ve come, my dear niece.”

Yvonne pushed away his wandering hands with a playful scold, “Just let me in first, Uncle Kyler. then we can talk.”

And “talk” unfolded in its most intimate ways.

This man, Kyler, was an “uncle” Yvonne called in her younger days when she was involved in the entertainment industry. He ran a large company in Emperor City..

But Yvonne’s sights were set not on him, but on his wife’s illustrious family, the Bartels of Emperor City.

Emperor City was a rich and powerful place that everyone envied. It made her hometown of Banyan City insignificant.

The Bartels were a force to be reckoned with, a true dynasty, and Kyler’s wife, whom Yvonne called her Auntie, was just a distant relation of that family.

Over the years, Yvonne had been currying favor and aiming to weasel her way into the Bartels‘ main family. She proudly claimed to be their niece, and it gave her an edge in society.

“Uncle Kyler, you must help me,” Yvonne implored tearfully. “Could you plead with the Bartels on behalf of your poor niece and her daughter?”

After her ‘ministrations,‘ she secured a 500 million dollar investment for the Valentine Corporation.

The next day, Kyler brought astonishing news – he had the Bartels‘ heiress coming to meet them, who was moved by their plight.

For Yvonne, this was an unprecedented honor.

She had never been able to break into the Bartels‘ inner circle, let alone meet the renowned Elaine Bartels.

that the cousin you’ve always

Monica the drive to cling to power and status. She regarded Elaine Bartels as a

the Valentine Mansion, they

pulled up. Monica thought her cousin had a

out, her presence was anything but understated. Surveying the Valentine Mansion with a glance, she

was struck by her cousin’s beauty, which rivaled that of Whitney, the

were twinkling with an effortless aristocracy

attention, however, was captured by the low–key but exceedingly valuable watch on

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such grandeur, the mother and daughter felt

coffee with a discerning eye, seemingly

out of nervousness, managed to stutter out,

alone.” Elaine

Kyler hastily complied.

with a soft voice, “Uncle Kyler told me that you are some kind of relatives of his. Hearing your predicaments, I’m a bit touched and willing

spat

held a hint of

don’t worry, I have the power to bring you back from the brink and ensure you stay in the competition. And this is the condition:

the sheer luck. They could hardly contain their

prospect of staying in the competition and of crushing Whitney. That was

with a chill in her tone, “This is your comeback design. Learn it well. In two days, you’ll draw it live. You’re not so foolish as to fail at that,

her, astonished by the design. “Cousin Elaine, are you a

with a hint of disdain in her voice, “What is she, after all? With my support, you two just need

down her spine as she observed Elaine’s beautiful yet intimidating face. This woman’s machinations were beyond their

and Monica

interest piqued, “Where

cold interest from Elaine. Did she know Whitney too? Did she

would be perfect!

bedroom, she caught sight of a striking jade half ring on

that?” Elaine’s expression shifted

of crystal–clear, high–quality jade – an item from the past she

this in your possession?” Her icy eyes were fixed intently on

shivered under the penetrating gaze of her older cousin. Steadfast in her honesty, she confessed, “This… this belonged to Whitney! saw her bring it home years ago, and she put it on her desk. I thought it looked really valuable, so I… I took