Chapter 97

The more Elaine pleaded Whitney’s case, the more it implied a harsh truth: Ludwik had his heart on his sleeve yet was cast aside by Whitney while Bryce, the man who never clicked with him, effortlessly stepped in.

Was she not acting exactly like a social butterfly, skirting just shy of scandal? Yet here she was, lying through her teeth!

Ludwik’s inner fury was stoked, the seeds of doubt tumbling into an abyss.

Staring through the window at the woman on the phone, lost in a daze.

She hastily returned to the booth. Perhaps it was feigned clumsiness, but suddenly she stumbled forward, her cry cut through the air as Bryce played the hero, catching her delicate hand. She looked up, bashful in profile, while Bryce’s eyes held a deep, melting gaze.

Ludwik watched, an icy chuckle escaping his lips.

His phone met the wall with a shattering force.

The man turned, his expression frosty, slamming the car door behind him. His Bentley roared away, leaving nothing but dust in its wake.

“Bro, wait for me…” Elaine called out desperately, but a sly smile crept across her face as she turned.

“Whitney, you’ve dug your own grave splendidly.”

Back in the booth.

Whitney entered, still shaken by L’s call. A misstep twisted her ankle; pregnant and cautious, she reached for a chair to steady herself.

Bryce was quick to lend a hand, and as she found her balance, she immediately put space between them, “Thank you, Mr. Lutz,” she said, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

Outside the open door, waitstaff bustled about.

Whitney let out a sigh, settling down to finish the half–drawn design. Despite her unease, she powered through the rest of it.

She was eager to finalize the necklace design, so once Bryce reviewed the entire draft, they discussed the details and decided on a precious emerald; the deal was set. She could start crafting it.

a matter of earrings, studs, diamond rings,

bit longer due to this personal

ulterior motive was clear: he yearned for more time

been strictly business, and Bryce had impressed her with a gentlemanly

this?” he offered with

her favorite bakery–a detail

because they had just started dating. She never intended to keep it

she said, parting

chill of December’s approach was biting, darkness

yearning for L’s broad chest, towering presence, and

a smile as she drove toward United Realty Corporation, nestled in the heart of Banyan City’s bustling

lobby a beacon of light amid the late hours, its staff a flurry of elite

secretary stopped her,

she had yet to learn her

Lippert’s attention. “Sorry, our president isn’t in.

L had asked her to come to

dialed

No answer.

attempt; a

she could speak, background

furrowed. “L, why did you hang up earlier? You

a

he laughing at

shiver ran down her spine. She softly pressed, “Where are you? Sorry, I got held up

to her ear. “Why don’t you spend the night at the

cooing voice, followed by Elaine’s tender tone, “Bro,

silence fell over Whitney, her

was at a bar, with women,

surge of indignation rose within her, “L, are you playing around? You

you think you are? Do you really think you’re my wife?” His voice was a drunken, icy deluge, “A

ended before she could grasp

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