Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 85

“You’re off the hook now, Carter might not want to cross you,” he snorted with feigned indifference.

“I won’t admit to something I didn’t do. I know you’re a business tycoon who looks down on fernale entrepreneurs, but I do have my principles. Believe it or not, that’s up to you, Whitney said with a light smile, her lips brightened by the warmth of the heater, looking quite fetching. Ludwik’s gaze darkened with longing for that pretty mouth.

His Adam’s apple bobbed as he spoke with a chilling tone, laced with biting sarcasm, “Congratulations, getting nabbed was supposed to land you life behind bars. Who was blind enough to bail you out? Your husband?”

Whitney flinched, life imprisonment? She muttered, “My friend said it would be just over a decade, tops.”

“Ignorant,” he scoffed arrogantly, “Billions in counterfeit diamonds, and the Lutz family pressing charges–did you really think they’d settle for anything less than life? They wouldn’t bother otherwise.”

Whitney felt her blood run cold.

With a thin smile, he taunted, “Scared now? Do you actually think that ex of yours could save you? Hunters temper is explosive, and Wyatt is slick as they come. Would he really attract hatred for someone like you? If you’re blind, perhaps it’s time to wash your eyes out.”

She sat there stunned, shocked by his furious words.

But his reminder made her think. Wyatt was indeed cunning and would not curry favor with the Lutz family over a few words from Simon, a love child.

That day, Tiana also mentioned Simon being inconsequential, but she had not seen anyone else but Simon.

“Mr. Lippert, perhaps you’re privy to what happened that night? Then tell me, who saved me?”

Ludwik felt his blood boil with irritation, his handsome face framed with a frosty sneer, “Apart from a husband saving his wife, who else saves someone else’s wife? Because you’re pretty?”

Whitney’s face stiffened slightly, she had considered it, but L never mentioned saving her, bursting in only to fight and berate her.

Her face showed hurt, eyes brimming with unshed tears.

Ludwik knew he had been somewhat…harsh that night.

He just would not admit it. And this stubborn little mule would not back down either.

So, the cold war lasted until today.

all that trouble, and what does he see? An ungrateful woman not only failing to recognize her savior but also tangled up with her ex. How do you think he feels? Isn’t

blunt guidance made Whitney

heated argument that night, she was so furious she was not thinking straight.

peaked, she sarcastically accused L of being too busy to answer his

not mean he completely misunderstood

with her.

in

satisfaction. Had she finally realized her

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softened

the next moment, she bit her lip defiantly, looking up to challenge him, “Even if he misunderstood, he had no right to berate me without knowing the facts. Does he have any idea how much

Ludwik frowned, “Suffered, how?”

just a scare, was it

in the holding cell, and even my

What?

and he saw the deep bruises on her delicate wrists. She had

no one

had not noticed that night and he had been so

days,

he realized how fragile she was

blind with

“Does it… hurt?”

hurts more is my heart,” Whitney clenched her teeth, pulling her sleeve back down, her eyes stubbornly holding back tears, “Thinking about how I was throwing up for his child in that bathroom,

froze, wondering how many more bruises like that she had, her face barely a hand–span wide, now even thinner, her eyes shimmering as if

he had

his long fingers, wanting to comfort her, but Whitney sensed it and withdrew like a startled crab, guarding herself. “Mr.

eyes narrowed. Clearly, she still remembered she was a married woman,

Skye Gem will slowly return to my hands.

awkwardly, dress pants revealing a hint of a sensually bare

he muttered, clenching

to his office as the

to her in the holding cell that night. And why was there no mention of bruising on her

condition every day, he had seen her records, too, although

hospital and stepped into her private office, the caller said, “Elaine, Mr. Lippert is suddenly questioning why Whitney’s medical records failed

“You did well, your director’s position