“Ms. Designer, if you’re sincere about your

“I’ll bring my A–game, ma’am. You’ll be dazzled, I promise!” Whitney assured, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Claire, the formidable lady of the Lutz household, simply huffed. “That’s more like it. And as for the bracelet, it’s mine now. Bryce, show our guest out.”

Watching Claire admire the bracelet, Whitney knew she had managed to soothe her ire.

FEE FOE Sis

Outside the hospital room, Whitney turned, grateful, only to find herself locked in the warm gaze of Bryce. “Thank you for stepping in today, Mr. Lutz,” she said, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

“I’m Bryce Lutz, the second son. I’m a few years your senior,” he said with a hint of a smile, clearly intrigued by her. “I’m familiar with you, Whitney, right?”

Surprised, Whitney wondered what she could have possibly done to catch the attention of such a prominent

family.

Seeing her confusion, Bryce explained, “I spent most of my time abroad, so it’s only normal you don’t know who I am. I saw you once at a social event and was quite taken aback by your beauty and talent. However, you seemed too young, and I thought it wasn’t appropriate for me to do anything.”

Clearing his throat, Bryce offered a charming smile. “Ms. Valentine, remember your promise. Allow me to escort you.”

“I will keep my word. But I wouldn’t dream of troubling you, Mr. Lutz!” Whitney quickly declined, inwardly thrilled that her troubles seemed to be resolving so smoothly.

As Whitney walked away, Bryce watched her go, his eyes narrowing slightly. She was stunning and talented–a rare find indeed.

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A week later, Whitney was discharged from the hospital, alone. With a lot on her plate at Skye Gem, she returned to the quiet of the villa. The house felt colder with Natalie away at a wellness retreat and no sign of the man.

Was this his subtle way of saying he had had enough?

She knew that if this went on, the two of them would never make up again, and her heart only grew more bitter. At this moment, she regretted ever agreeing to date him. Given the current situation, it was better for them to be strangers.

Maybe it was time to move out. After all, it would be inappropriate to obstruct him from coming home. Plus, Natalie was not around, so it would make things easier.

his executive office at Imperial Gem Corporation, Felix received a call from the nurse,

new. “Madam left the hospital on her own 10 o’clock in the

sneak peek at the man behind the desk, he was just about to speak

imagination, Felix

if she left the face of earth! Who told you to report her

he had touched a

face death, he returned to report to Ludwik. “Mr. Lippert, the driver saiti Madam drove the car out to house hunt. It seems

only by the

at that fountain pen worth

fury was barely contained as he cursed, “Damned

find out what was inside that brain of hers that

are you waiting for? Find out where she’s house

exiting, having been casually browsing for future reference. The

Lippert?” She greeted

had forgotten to put on his

pale face, he was even

smiled apologetically, saying, “Mr. Lippert, are you free now? It’s lunchtime, and I’d like to invite you to eat with

rage was on the

was icy and cutting. “You enjoy inviting men for meals? Can’t

with this guy? Schizophrenia? He shamelessly teased me last time, and now he acts like I’m

herself, “Mr. Lippert, I’d really appreciate it if you can agree to have this meal with me,

lost.” Ludwik

not

full well Ludwik’s wrath. Whitney had inadvertently crossed a line, seeking companionship with “Ludwik” while

with Whitney, asked Felix, “Where the hell

Felix replied, “Madam seemed to have gone to the ladies‘

eating a baked sweet potato. Ludwik glared at Felix. “She was buying a sweet

she was simply hungry. She’s pregnant, after all.” Felix

mood was a complex mix of irritation and concern, watching Whitney from afar, unable to shake off his feelings for the enigmatic woman who had unknowingly captured his

with my presence,” the

his

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