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.

remembered being so tired at noon that she

chill ran through her as she opened

on the porch, ending his call as she

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

didn’t you, Uncle?”

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

to go to extremes out of madness, to seek

Chapter 149

eyes, sharp and cold,

left in the afternoon. If he

the time, it was nearly eight.

slept until now to prevent her from contacting Ludwik or Felix.

if she tried to stop what was happening, it would be too

target has always been the proposal! This kind of scheming is despicable! By doing such

revenge, to take back the Tennyson family’s property, but we could investigate the past and

and father? Now, you expect me to

tired of living like a beggar these past ten years!”

back, her scalp tingling. This Keegan felt like a

more: his vengeance or reclaiming the family

no time to ponder; Ludwik was in danger.

as she pulled out her phone to

too late even if

“Ludwik has been with Braxton for a while now. Mr. Tennyson, you’ve done well. With the proposal messed up, he’d

the night’s

in advance.”

laughed before hanging

incessantly calling Felix and Ludwik.

not picking up.

be with

if Ludwik spoke for too long,

took three hours. Every

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

discussion, Braxton suffered another stroke

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

being taken away

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