Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 145

“Whitney!” At that moment, Tiana hurried over with the herbs, her head tilted to see what was ahead, and suddenly she burst into anger, “Mr. L! How can you be holding Elaine, that… that bitch! You…”

“Enough, let’s go.” Whitney grabbed her, her fingers digging into Tiana’s palm. Her departure was cold and unwavering

That indifference and disregard puzzled Tiana and infuriated the man behind even more.

She was just going to leave like that? Whenever she saw him with Elaine, she always came over, green with jealousy, confronting him.

But now she just walked away, leaving him feeling a mix of loss and stifled anger, like punching a cushion. Ludwik’s steps, which were about to chase after her, stopped with embarrassment and fury, his gaze fixed on her pale, paper–like face–it was clear she was ill.

They had fought only three days ago. How did she manage to wear herself down to this state?

And what was with that deep sadness in her eyes?

Ludwik was seething.

“Bro, I did not mean to earlier. Did I make Whitney misunderstand something?” Elaine sighed anxiously.

“Do you think she misunderstood with the way she’s ignoring me?” Ludwik said coldly as he carried Elaine back to the ward, trying not to be harsh. “Don’t overthink it, just rest.”

Then, he left with an icy aura.

Elaine’s mouth curled into a cold smirk as the ward door closed.

Pondering Whitney’s disheveled appearance that she had witnessed earlier, she walked into the bathroom to call Delphine. “Mom, I heard Whitney’s uncle returned a few days ago. You were right. There’s bad blood between Skye Gem and Imperial Gem. She looked so pained today when she saw Ludwik. She couldn’t even bother with her jealousy.”

Delphine chuckled slyly. “Your chance has come, my daughter. With your wits, you’ll clasp it tightly.”

“Of course.” Elaine narrowed her eyes as she hung up and called a confidant. “I need you to check on someone for me, Whitney’s uncle. Keep an eye on him starting today.”

Elaine looked at the ugly wound on her wrist. She had risked her reputation to return to Banyan City. This was Whitney’s doing, and she was determined to stay in Banyan City, win Ludwik back, and get her revenge!

Back at his office, Ludwik could not resist calling Nolan to subtly inquire Tiana about Whitney’s illness.

Tiana holding herbs?

reporting that Tiana simply was not answering her phone.

knitted with cold anger as he leaned back and loosened his tie, his aristocratic fingers

the office in

President of United Realty Corporation, and she hasn’t been in

Lippert, Madam is clearly ill. She started taking sick leave the day before yesterday, and with what she

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nothing, suppressing

off to

hour later, the family doctor called, “Tiana kicked

concern.”

a wave of cold menace suddenly swept

opened, Ludwik’s ice–cold voice came. “Let her live

concerned about your child as well?” Felix thought, but he could see the boss was angry to the core, practically offering

Banyan City, Whitney, usually so clever and wise, pushed Mr.

that was what was

few days over Elaine, of all people. Was she really ready to

could not prioritize, he was not

was avoiding it all, unable to decide.

chilled her to the core. If he had offered her even a sliver

to ignore Elaine’s schemes enraged her. She had called herself a fool, thinking she should have sided with

she started down that path. Betraying him and joining her uncle in pushing Ludwik into the abyss was a pain Whitney could not bear

Banyan City, Valerie is not as shaken as you are. You wouldn’t even let Ludwik’s doctor see you the other day. Are you planning to have a complete fallout with

over Elaine?”

could Whitney explain to her best friend? That it was over between

glanced down, her pupils dilating, her

caller ID

after a particularly sweet moment in his office, thinking they could truly become husband and wife…

Whitney hesitated on whether to

swiftly picked up the phone and pressed it

hung on the other end, the man’s breaths low

chilling tone, “Your uncle, Mr. Tennyson, came to see me. He suspects we’ve had