Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

“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.

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 it natural for him to lash out at

blunt guidance made

back to the heated argument that night, she was so furious she was not thinking straight. When L charged in, she

sarcastically accused L of being too

it was L who saved her, would that not mean he

with her.

fingers twisted in self–reproach, her face

watched with a touch of satisfaction. Had she finally realized her

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eyes softened a

to challenge him, “Even if he misunderstood, he had no right to berate me without knowing the facts. Does he have any idea

Ludwik frowned, “Suffered, how?”

a

of injustice. She rolled up her sleeve, revealing the bruising, “I was beaten in the holding cell, and even

What?

and he saw the deep bruises on her delicate

had no one

and he had been so cruel

the caregivers these past days,

gaze hardened as he realized how fragile she was and how

been blind with rage, oblivious

“Does it… hurt?”

for his child in that bathroom, all Simon did was hand me a tissue, and L blindly accused me of kissing my ex.

hand–span wide, now even thinner,

he had been negligent and

her, but Whitney sensed it and withdrew like a startled

she was a married woman, that day with Simon

Gem will slowly return to my hands. Watch out for me as a fair competitor,” she said, picking

out awkwardly, dress pants revealing a

he muttered,

his office as the temperature seemed

that night. And why was there no mention of bruising on her medical

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