Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 75

“No way,” Whitney vehemently denied with a furrowed brow, her voice laced with agitation, “I haven’t done anything illegal. It was Monica who brought in counterfeit gems, and I’m in the middle of investigating it. I have proof that Monica purchased fake materials. I’m requesting a lawyer to defend me, and my people will bring the evidence to the station any minute now”

That day, she had wisely secured an ace up her sleeve.

Despite her lips turning ashen, Whitney maintained an eerie calm,

The interrogator’s brow furrowed deeply. “You can’t request a lawyer. Given the severity of the case, Hunter’s already filed an appeal against you in a fit of rage.”

Her eyebrows knotted even tighter. “Then please, just wait. The evidence will be here shortly!”

The detective’s voice was icy, “We can only delay the interrogation for four hours. After that, we have no choice but to process you into the detention center.”

Tiana would surely rush to her rescue.

And what about L?

He must have heard by now. He would come for her, wouldn’t he?

Whitney wrung her hands, feeling a sense of helplessness. It was her first time in a police station, and despite her composure, the magnitude of the case was beginning to unsettle her.

Monica relished her hiding, smug in the chaos.

When Elaine called, her voice carried a chill despite her soft laughter. “Feeling comfortable now? You fool. Whitney is waiting for Tiana to save her. Did you not know that the evidence against you is in Tiana’s hands? Remember your dear friend Stella? It’s high time her affair with Gunner made some waves. Tiana is Whitney’s close confidante, a glaring annoyance, isn’t she? Use this opportunity to cripple her and sour her bond with Whitney. Got it?”

Monica’s brain struggled to keep up.

How did Elaine know everything? It was unnerving.

down Monica’s spine as Elaine’s reminder sank in. Had Whitney cunningly left

had long resented

take

locked up for the night. Wouldn’t you relish her suffering? A little scuffle in the detention center is par for the course. You could even arrange for someone to keep her company. A miscarriage, a severe injury–it would all be

shiver down her spine at

nodded briskly, “I

call with a

even breach the gates of the Lutz family. However, Elaine enters the scene at Claire’s level, and it’s like she’s playing chess with the elites. She’s got the whole game in her hands, and she’ll crush Whitney sooner or later, ha–ha. But why does she hate Whitney so much? She wants her to miscarry in

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Chapter 75

been close to Mr. Lippert in the Lippert family? Last time, it was

Monica exclaimed in realization. “Mom, you knew all along. We’re simply riding on the coattails

time,” Yvonne remarked with

Simon couldn’t find Monica.

option was to rush to the Lutz family estate to seek

of the four magnates, Simon, as an illegitimate son, held a lower status within the tight–knit circle of the elite. At the Lutz estate, his word carried little weight; he even had to wait half an hour before

expression, Simon entered the grand Lutz Mansion, a sprawling edifice of wealth. He finally made contact

celebration of Claire’s milestone birthday, was unaware of the midday fiasco that

entire time, oblivious to the news.

that day. Is that where Monica’s evidence is? I encrypted it. I’ll go

she returned to the Lutz Mansion, the aristocratic relatives were still reveling in a ball. She couldn’t find Gunner; that scoundrel had shown up at noon only to rush off hurriedly after a

a maid approached. “Miss Tiana, the young

come back?

elusive fiancé, Tiana thought a brief detour wouldn’t hurt. She

maid led her into a secluded courtyard of the mansion, pointing to

door. Just as she reached to open it, the unmistakable. sounds of an intimate encounter spilled through the cracks. As the door swung

had been pierced by a slow–moving sword, and a wave of ice–cold realization washed over

two steps in shock, Tiana clenched her teeth and charged forward, her cry slicing through the air, “Gunner?

as he saw Tiana’s eyes brimming with red, a twinge of