Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 149

It was Uncle’s assistant, “Ms. Valentine, I’ve picked up the herbs, but you’ll need to mix the doses.”

Whitney hurried back to her apartment.

Keegan was awake now.

She spent an hour preparing the concoction and handed it to Keegan to drink, and his complexion improved slightly. He then gestured for her to stay. “You’ve been running around all day for me, Whitney. Stay for dinner. I can whip up a couple of my specialties.”

“But Uncle, you really shouldn’t be cooking in your condition,” Whitney said with a smile, seeing he seemed in better spirits.

“Don’t underestimate me. Go take a nap and just wait for a good meal,” Keegan said as he wheeled himself into the kitchen.

Unable to refuse such a warm offer, Whitney obliged and soon dozed off in the guest room, exhausted from the previous night’s work on a crucial business proposal.

She overslept. When she awoke, it was past seven in the evening. Had Keegan been cooking all this time? Whitney stepped out, puzzled not to find Keegan or his assistant in the kitchen. A murmur of a phone conversation drifted from outside.

Was her uncle out for a walk?

Feeling relieved, Whitney was about to step out to look for him when something caught her eye–a familiar white binder under the bookshelf by the door.

She had no intention of snooping through Keegan’s things, but that binder was unmistakably familiar. With a frown and a sense of foreboding, Whitney went over and pulled it out.

Opening it, she froze in shock.

Her face drained of color.

It was her business proposal, unmistakable because of her detailed notes on the title page and the indentations from her own touch.

But the one she took out of her bag earlier that afternoon had looked exactly the same on the outside.

Exactly the same?

Whitney’s mind raced as her face turned ashen.

She had given the proposal to Felix, who had rushed to catch a flight. She had not checked it since, and the bag had been zipped up and with her the entire time.

she remembered being so tired at noon that

through her as she

call as she

of the steps, feeling the distance between them grow,

the proposal in my bag, didn’t you,

hotel project, and you lied to me, Whitney!” Keegan shot

to go to extremes out of madness, to seek revenge. What did you replace in

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cold, betrayed her inner

to be the details she wrote. It was evening now; Ludwik had left in the afternoon. If he did not know about Braxton’s history of strokes and met with him tonight,

it was nearly

until now to prevent her from contacting Ludwik or

tried to stop what was

you’ve manipulated and deceived me, using me and making me compete for the bid as a front. Your target has always been the proposal! This kind of scheming is despicable! By doing such things,

we could investigate the past and

father? Now, you expect me to

living like a beggar these past

back, her scalp tingling. This Keegan felt like a

care about more: his vengeance or

time to ponder; Ludwik was in

were icy as she pulled out her phone to call Felix, rushing to hail a cab on the

come back! It’s too late even if you

been with Braxton for a while now.

the night’s

congratulations in

man laughed before

to the airport, incessantly calling Felix and Ludwik.

not picking up.

be with Braxton

knowledge of Braxton’s condition, if Ludwik spoke for too long,

flight to South City took three hours. Every second was torture for Whitney.

switched on her phone

suffered another stroke and was rushed to the hospital.

was enraged, suspecting the CEO of United Realty Corporation had had an altercation with Braxton, and they had

picture of Ludwik being taken away in