Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 70

Whitney never imagined that Yvonne could be cruel enough to sever the finger of a six–year–old child.

Chaos erupted in the Valentine family. Yvonne and Preston had a complete falling out, which was what Whitney desired. However, it was her who leaked video of the love child.

After the child was kidnapped by Yvonne, Whitney had someone notify Violet. Thankfully, the rescue was swift, and the child’s finger could still be reattached.

After confirming the situation at the hospital, Whitney and Tiana left.

“Your dad would love to see you six feet under, and here you are, worrying about his love child.” Tiana quipped.

“The kid has nothing to do with it; he is only six years old.” Whitney replied, her gaze inadvertently dropping to her own belly.

“When are you gonna start showing, Whitney? You’re skinny as a rail, still rocking those killer curves. Lucky L’s got it good. Hey, did you ever ask him if he’s hoping for a boy or a girl?”

Whitney blinked her eyes. They hadn’t talked about kids before. Well, they weren’t exactly close back then, and now?

Without a second thought, Whitney texted Tiana’s words to L.

On Facebook, the man responded with a puzzled: [?]

She must have surprised him.

A smile curved Whitney’s lips when she saw he texted back a few more words: [If this trial marriage goes well, I’ll take either, or better yet, a whole soccer team.]

[Am I a breeding sow?]

Whitney texted while rolling her eyes.

He texted back: [I think you need a more accurate description. Little mama pig, yeah?]

Biting her lip and ready to retort, Whitney was interrupted by Tiana’s scrutinizing stare. “Aww, getting all doe–eyed chatting with L? Whitney, ever since you guys came back from that hot spring trip, your relationship’s been on the fast track. Did you ever flirt on Facebook like this before? Spill it, did something happen that night…hmm?”

“What are you on about!” Whitney protested at Tiana’s insinuating tone.

Come on, it was just a couple of messages.

“You texted him on Facebook, and he replies in a heartbeat. L’s a busy man, yet he makes time for you. Sounds like love is in the air,” Tiana teased, playing detective.

Helplessly, Whitney blushed and spilled the beans.

Tiana clicked her tongue in disbelief. “Wow, so you turned the fake into real? Who was it that was so adamant about a marriage of convenience? And now, you’re getting all lovey–dovey with L.”

“It’s a trial marriage,” Whitney mumbled, her eyes shimmering with a mix of emotions. “It means we’re giving it a shot. He wants something stable, and I get that. Business–minded men rarely equate marriage with love. As for my feelings, they’re far from love or even like. I need to see if he’s really into me, right?”

“L’s the proud type. If he’s flirting with you, it means he’s totally into you. And you? Ha, I can tell you’re halfway into the ‘like‘ camp already. Love after marriage, sparks flying–you won’t be able to resist a man like him.”

“What’s there to resist? Sure, he’s got a hot bod, but he’s got scars, too.”

Tiana’s eyes popped. “You’ve seen L’s real face!”

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“No, I only caught a glimpse before he stopped me.”

Coughing to regain composure, Tiana quickly comforted her, “Scars are sexy! They’re a badge of a rugged man. I mean, those flawless pretty boys like Ludwik are rare and untouchable, not as exciting. You agree, right, Whitney?”

Though Whitney knew Tiana was trying to cheer her up, it felt like her friend flipped sides too quickly.

Her phone rang; it was an unfamiliar number.

On the other end was Elaine. Whitney’s surprise was evident in her narrowed eyes and faint smile. “Elaine? To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“Well, when Bro saved me that day, I felt the need to express my gratitude. After considering it, I thought it would be best to thank you directly, so I want to gift some baby clothes to you.”

Elaine’s tone was sweet and friendly, pulling their relationship closer while also signaling she wanted to keep her distance from L.

Whitney understood perfectly.

she agreed to meet. “Sure, where

Square sound good?” Elaine chirped

there. Whitney pulled her along, “You’re free anyway, come meet

“Who is she?”

was about to ask again when Elaine walked in. The woman was dressed in a tailored suit that hugged her waist, her long curls cascading down her back.

quietly as Tiana gawked. This woman was a match for

in her eyes, Whitney introduced

waved back with a

intrusion. Thanks for making time today. Let’s take a seat and

a reaction, guessing its price to

asked, “So, Elaine, where are you from? I know Banyan City

flatter me, Tiana. I’m from Emperor City, working at my bro’s company, just

with the extravagant families over there. If there was any connection, it would be when she was a child, she heard from the servants

that Elaine was indeed a socialite, which her demeanor

outfits are all made from the finest natural materials. Your baby can wear them as soon as they arrive, though it’s a bit early. You just focus on a healthy pregnancy, Whitney. Let my bro pamper you until you’re nice and plump for the delivery,” Elaine said

rolled up just as they were settling into the lull of

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to fetch the treats, playfully serving them to

of

a tad shy from the

urgency of business. She stood, flashing an apologetic smile, and warmly shook Whitney’s hand. “Whitney, I’d love for us to be

Whitney replied, her eyes crinkling in a

Elaine left,

a thoughtful smile playing on her

her slice of cheesecake, asked, “Is she

make of her?”

and sweet, downright kind too – didn’t hesitate to help us with the dessert. Not the diva

left a good impression

that she’s anything but ordinary? She’s the Vice President of L’s

paused, her

certain presence, speaks sharply and decisively. Yet she’s so

–

–

deepened, beginning to see the picture. A person’s work

Unless it was

intentional.

to be harmless to get close to you?”

don’t start off

if someone

Time would tell.

was working at L’s company. How deep did her devotion to

the baby outfits, Whitney headed

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spread across her face. “Whitney, are you seriously buying clothes for our little peanut already? Look at you,

like that, Mom. This is a gift

garment. “Why would she give you baby clothes?” “Out of courtesy, I guess.” Whitney, feeling a bit sleepy, wandered into the kitchen for a glass of warm milk.

are you throwing away

Recognizing Whitney,

it’s not suitable for a newborn. Elaine probably didn’t know any better. Don’t worry, honey, I’ve bought plenty of clothes

jumbled and her gaze troubled, followed her upstairs

hearing they were from Elaine? There seemed to be no

Natalie had to

her. “Natalie insisted that you shouldn’t pick them up.” “I wasn’t going

forgotten matters stir her emotions, leading to unusual behavior. Haven’t you

further. However, Whitney had also observed Natalie’s childlike joy, free from the burdens of

the reason for

curiosity about Elaine increased, sensing a subtle

some baby clothes to Whitney’s bedroom, per

sorted through the clothes, Ludwik entered the room, loosening