Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 152

In the South City Police Station, the interrogation hall was silent except for the creak of leather shoes and the occasional shuffling of papers. As heir to the Lippert family fortune and a titan of industry in Banyan City, Ludwik sat with his entourage, his presence too formidable to be confined behind bars.

However, Braxton was also an influential figure in the government, so the police did not dare to take this matter lightly either.

The investigative proceedings had lasted only a couple of hours the previous night, and it had been a long wait

since then.

Ludwik could not leave for the hospital, and updates on the situation did not come swiftly.

As dawn’s tentative light seeped through the windows, marking the end of a sleepless night, Ludwik’s unreadable eyes lifted coldly, his gaze cutting across to the precinct entrance like a frost–covered blade.

Felix watched with a mixture of awe and fear. Another visitor had arrived, a shareholder from United Realty Corporation. Felix knew who Ludwik was hoping for and what disappointment he was trying to mask. He had called Whitney numerous times–why had she not picked up? Had she not promised…

Whitney, fraught with nerves, pushed through the precinct doors. The chilly coastal wind had lashed at her the whole drive, whipping through her open car windows and drying her damp clothes. She had to appear normal, for Bryce had delayed her and now feared she was too late.

Pregnant and anxious, she stumbled into the hall and immediately spotted Ludwik’s imposing silhouette. He sat tall and lean, his noble features tight with tension, an aura of icy detachment surrounding him. In his arm, he cradled a delicate hand, the wrist bandaged, while Elaine, ever the attentive companion, whispered to him, her touch gentle upon his arm, her handkerchief dabbing gracefully at his brow.

Elaine stood, conferring swiftly with the shareholders as if orchestrating their next move. Ludwik, stoic as ever, I was about to light a cigarette when Felix’s voice sliced through the tension.

“Madam…” Felix’s gaze fixed on the entrance as he called out to Whitney.

All eyes, including those of the United Realty Corporation executives, turned to see.

Ludwik’s piercing gaze settled on Whitney, his expression colder than the steel of a knife. She stood disheveled, looking like she had been dredged from the depths of a stormy sea, her face worn and lost.

Felix rushed to her. “Madam, why have you only just arrived? I told you last night to come quickly. Boss needed

you.”

blunder, Felix clamped his mouth shut.

palpable. He had been informed of

before.

and she arrived only now?

her once more, then turned away, his cold indifference like a blade to

heart.

Ludwik. She hoped that her desperate actions

a new group entered from another door.

towering presence commanding the room. Braxton’s son, a man of about fifty and shorter in stature, approached with a changed demeanor, caution in his eyes. “Mr. Lippert, please

mixture of understanding and formality. “How is

miracle,

the tension in Ludwik’s

excitedly. “Bro, you’re cleared!”

their clasped hands, her heart bitter yet silently rejoicing

troubled by the error in your

executives‘ faces

condition and the consequences. I won’t contest the land bid any further. United Realty Corporation will not profit at the expense of Braxton’s health. I wish him a speedy recovery

and out. It’s no wonder you’re Banyan City’s leading businessman, having built your company from

words, he had addressed a company’s very survival.

his gratitude

Ludwik’s authority, but his youth was belied by his formidable tactics. This project was vital

mistake, she should be the one held

Her irresponsibility has led to such a huge blunder

trust her too much, Mr.

though their words were piercing her skin, the pain sharp in her heart. She

him.