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 she had dozed

her as she opened the door to confront Keegan.

on the porch, ending his call as she burst

why is my proposal in your bookshelf?” Whitney demanded from the top of the steps, feeling the distance between them grow, although

proposal in my bag, didn’t you, Uncle?”

Whitney!” Keegan shot back, his tone icy. “For Ludwik? You

out of madness, to seek revenge.

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and cold, betrayed

had left in the afternoon. If he did not know about Braxton’s history of strokes and met with him tonight, Ludwik

the time, it was

to prevent her

was happening, it would be too late

always been the proposal! This kind of scheming is despicable! By doing such things, how are

family’s property, but we could investigate the past and

Now, you expect me to be fair to him? Ridiculous! I will

I’m tired of living like a beggar

This Keegan felt like a stranger to

his vengeance or reclaiming the family

ponder; Ludwik

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

It’s too late even if you

for a while now. Mr. Tennyson, you’ve done well. With the

steadied; the night’s outcome

congratulations in advance.”

The man laughed before

raced to the airport, incessantly calling

they were not picking

knew they must be with

Ludwik spoke for too

three hours. Every

arrived close to midnight, she switched on her phone to devastating news: Braxton

discussion, Braxton suffered another

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

news showed a picture of Ludwik being