Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 153

Whitney translated the coldness in his tone; he was questioning her tardiness; his world had been shaken, yet she seemed indifferent.

She understood his sense of loss, but she had to swallow all the bitter consequences silently.

She could not tell him that she had run off to secretly save Braxton, turning danger into safety, all because of

the sin her uncle had committed.

She felt guilt weighing heavily on her soul.

Nor could she mention being trapped in a hotel with Bryce. In such a situation, she feared it might drive him mad.

Ludwik waited, a slow count of seconds ticking by.

Whitney choked back her bitterness, only able to look at him with hollow, sorrowful eyes and feign indifference. “I was taking care of Uncle in Banyan City, and my presence here wouldn’t have changed anything.”

The man’s grip on her collar suddenly loosened, his knuckles elegant and beautiful, yet so chillingly cold.

Staring blankly at his large hand, Whitney raised her eyes to meet his, now cold and indifferent, and felt the tears that had long been falling inside her heart.

He stood upright, his eyes red with anger, gazing into the distance.

The shareholders were discontent. “Mr. President, can you believe what she’s saying? The vice president herself, with her errors, is still so brazen. She relies entirely on your favor!”

“Her incompetence could’ve ruined the company.”

“And then there’s Elaine, who dragged her sick body here last night, dealing with everything smoothly this morning.”

“There’s no comparison. What’s so good about Whitney anyway?”

The shareholders‘ complaints filled the air, and Elaine’s hidden smirk widened with satisfaction.

She walked tenderly to the man’s side, saying, “Bro, you’ve been up all night. Go rest for a while before we visit

Braxton.”

Ludwik’s lips were tightly sealed. Without another word, he left Whitney behind, his tall, stern figure getting into

the car.

convoy sped away, leaving behind the chill of the police station on a winter morning, along with trailing exhaust

wind

window and looked back at Whitney standing forlornly at the police station entrance, his eyes welling up with pity. He refused to believe she was so indifferent, absent from South City

What had happened?

clearly unwilling to

not provoke him and sighed silently.

at the sunlight streaming down. It was a beautiful day, no snow,

so cold, as if she could never climb out of this

to say, but she could not as she watched him walk away in utter disappointment. Maybe it was for the best, an

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in her, perhaps even suspicion, was the perfect end to a love that should never have been.

sever their

guilt her uncle had instilled in her and the remorse she felt towards this man, she was tormented

It was her uncle.

voice was laced with disappointment. “Did you save Braxton last night? Whitney, you just couldn’t bear to see him

his conscience, her voice filled with sorrow, “Uncle, revenge can’t be sought this way;

your mistake and don’t expose me, or else, with his means, you know what will become

her face in her hands, Whitney’s eyes shimmered with tears. To protect her uncle,

this life was driving her mad.

nearing

discard her for such a grave mistake and banish her from United Realty

chest, crying yet

South City Private

ICU, where the Braxton’s consciousness was fairly clear. He was recounting the previous night’s events, “In my delirium, I thought I

puzzled looks, assuming the old man

previous night; when Ludwik had entered the police car, Braxton had been taken by ambulance,

in deep trouble, but

been finalized. It’s gone to the

was my oversight. Please focus on

don’t seem like someone who makes errors. Who did you entrust with the bid?” Braxton

not reply, merely nodding before turning

eyes narrowed as he asked, “Which

The previous day’s events had been suspicious; Ludwik’s competitors had been in

Whitney’s error in the bid, coinciding with

seemed too convenient.