Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 87

Elaine murmured under her breath, Hannah, how can you be so rude to Whitney? Whitney, get up. You’ll catch a cold

She sauntered over, her steps unhurried as she helped Whitney to her feet.

Hannah’s temper flared, “Elaine, why do you even bother with her? She’s beneath us.

You think you’re something special, Whitney? Everyone knows you only got with Big Bro because you had a scheme up your sleeve. In a year, you’ll be out on your ear. For someone as manipulative as you, I’m just giving you what you deserve on behalf of him.”

As she spoke, Hannah lifted her glass again, ready to unleash another wave of her fury.

“Hannah! Your brother asked me to look after Whitney. What on earth are you doing?” Elaine’s voice was tinged with exasperation.

Mentioning Nolan only stoked Hannah’s jealousy as she eyed Whitney’s stunning features.

Whitney merely glanced at Elaine, her eyes conveying a story of their own.

But as Hannah’s drink came flying, Whitney was done playing nice. In a flash, she twisted Hannah’s wrist, redirecting the assault, and doused her with the contents of the glass.

“Aah!” Hannah was caught off guard, her head soaked and chilled, the glass rattling against her scalp.

Screams echoed in the private room, but they were soon interrupted by footsteps and a commotion at the door. “What’s going on?” Nolan burst in first, taken aback by the scene before him.

Whitney turned at the sound and saw L, a towering figure in a crisp black shirt and slacks, his presence dominating the room.

He wore a silver mask, its intricate design throwing shadows across his face in the dim light, only his piercing gaze visible, ensnaring Whitney instantly. She felt her heart flutter, her face paling at the sight of him after

days apart.

Ludwik’s gaze lingered on her, locking onto hers with a palpable intensity.

Elaine noticed the exchange, the longing and heat in the man’s eyes, and pressed her lips.

Hannah, spotting Ludwik, lit up and ran to the imposing figure, pointing an accusing finger at Whitney, “Big Bro! This woman dared to throw her drink at me! She actually thinks she’s your wife, treating me like dirt. You have to stand up for me!”

Her sobbing was an act of pure melodrama.

eyes moved to Whitney,

squarely, her demeanor cold. If he dared to defend Elaine like he did that night,

is there alcohol in this room?” Ludwik’s voice

manager shivered. “Hannah insisted

gaze turned icy, making Hannah tremble

drink at you, but if you had thrown that drink on her, my child

shaking, disbelief

surprised by his defense. Was this

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Chapter 87

room, sitting on the central sofa

distaste, “Who even invited you

with his brash cousin had

eyes narrowing further at

than a seductress.

her voice gentle. “The little spat with Hannah was just a misunderstanding. Let’s

tone seemed genuine, and Ludwik

settled on

declined the seat next to

expression darkened at

Nolan felt the awkward

at a loss, “I’m sorry, Whitney. I thought after all this time, you

words, meant to smooth things over, only served to make Ludwik

not hold back her contempt, “Elaine, why bother being nice to her?

expression remained inscrutable, his

her true feelings. Whitney understood–her earlier rejection of Elaine’s gesture was a test. The reaction had provoked L, riled up Hannah, and played right

a faint smirk as she heard

natural for

that?” Hannah pushed

he caught Whitney’s eye. His inscrutable

nothing more.

Whitney watched as Hannah positioned herself before L, her gaze filled with admiration and scorn, “Big Bro, I can’t understand how you ever fell for such a woman. No family background, a tarnished reputation…

humiliation of Whitney continued, Ludwik remained indifferent

a bold step, Hannah sat

the irritating woman, but his eyes caught Whitney