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.

you, went through all that trouble, and what does he see? An ungrateful woman not only failing to recognize

blunt guidance made

that night, she was so furious she was not thinking

accused L of being too

was L who saved her, would that not mean he completely misunderstood

with her.

twisted in self–reproach, her face

watched with a touch of satisfaction. Had she finally

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eyes softened a

to challenge him, “Even if he misunderstood, he had no right to

Ludwik frowned, “Suffered, how?”

just a scare, was it

beaten in the holding cell, and even my child was in danger. But you men are all the same, only caring about your pride and jealousy. He didn’t even see

What?

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

had no

night and

these past days,

as he realized how fragile she was and how she should

blind with

“Does it… hurt?”

his child in that bathroom, all Simon

like that she had, her face barely a hand–span wide, now even thinner,

because he had been

it and withdrew like a startled crab, guarding herself. “Mr. Lippert,

remembered she was a married woman, that day

today, and for letting me vent so much. Skye Gem will slowly return to my hands. Watch out for me as a fair competitor,” she said, picking

leaned back in his chair, his long legs stretched out awkwardly, dress pants revealing a hint of a sensually bare

muttered,

followed Ludwik back to his office as the temperature seemed to

that night. And why was there no mention

every day, he had seen her records, too, although he never

the caller said, “Elaine, Mr. Lippert is suddenly questioning why Whitney’s medical records failed to mention her injuries. I’ve responded that it wasn’t reflected because pregnant

then said, “You did well, your director’s