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, his

Elaine like he

this room?” Ludwik’s voice

“Hannah insisted

making Hannah

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

words left Hannah shaking, disbelief

equally surprised by his defense. Was this jerk actually

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paid her no mind and strode into the room, sitting on the central sofa with

“Who even invited you

his brash

your sister! Hannah retorted, her eyes narrowing further

than a seductress.

sit beside Ludwik, her voice gentle. “The little spat with Hannah was just a misunderstanding. Let’s not get worked up,

genuine, and

settled on

her hand, and coldly declined the seat next to the man, “Why so

darkened

felt

“I’m sorry, Whitney. I thought after all this time, you might

over, only served to make Ludwik look worse. His eyes

hold back her contempt, “Elaine, why bother being nice to her? She’s full of herself, totally clueless about her

did not counter Hannah’s remark. His expression remained inscrutable, his presence

eyes that hid her true feelings. Whitney understood–her earlier rejection of Elaine’s gesture was a test. The reaction had provoked L,

curled into a faint smirk as she heard L’s low command,

obediently nodded, “Bro, it’s natural for Whitney to

all that?” Hannah pushed past Whitney

deepened as he caught Whitney’s eye. His inscrutable gaze

nothing more.

gaze filled with admiration and scorn, “Big Bro, I can’t understand how you ever fell for such a woman. No family background,

continued,

Hannah sat down beside

to dismiss the irritating woman, but his eyes caught Whitney watching