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

her as she

porch, ending his call as she burst out. His expression was dark and icy.

Whitney demanded from the top of the

swapped the proposal in my bag, didn’t you, Uncle?” Her voice

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

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

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cold, betrayed her inner turmoil.

evening now; Ludwik had left in the afternoon. If he did not know about Braxton’s history of strokes and

it

now to prevent her

was happening, it

compete for the bid as a front. Your target has always been the proposal! This kind of scheming is despicable! By doing such things, how are you any different from the way he plundered and harmed you

but we could investigate the past and let the law punish him, not like this…”

“Was he not despicable when he harmed my sister and father? Now, you expect me to be fair to him? Ridiculous! I will take back the Tennyson family’s

heir, and I’m tired of living like a beggar these past ten

stepped back, her scalp tingling. This Keegan

about more: his vengeance

time to ponder; Ludwik

were icy as she pulled out her phone to call Felix, rushing

back! It’s too late even if you go now!” Keegan

still connected, the voice on the other end chuckling darkly, “Ludwik has been with Braxton for a while now. Mr. Tennyson, you’ve done well. With the proposal messed up, he’d

night’s outcome was sealed.

in advance.”

man laughed before hanging up.

airport, incessantly

they were not

they must be

condition, if Ludwik spoke for too long,

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

her phone to devastating news: Braxton

suffered another stroke and

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

picture of Ludwik being taken away