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.

police station on a winter morning, along

wind

to believe she was so indifferent, absent from South City

What had happened?

livid, clearly unwilling to

provoke

down, staring at the sunlight streaming down. It was a beautiful day, no snow, not too

so cold, as if she could

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

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disappointment in her, perhaps even suspicion, was the perfect end to a love that should

their shared

uncle had instilled in her and the remorse she

her uncle. She answered numbly.”

“Did you save Braxton last night? Whitney, you just couldn’t bear to see him in trouble. I was so close to success, and you’ve cost me

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

it was your mistake and don’t expose me, or else, with his

her hands, Whitney’s eyes shimmered with tears. To protect her uncle, she had

life was driving her

it was nearing

a grave mistake

her chest, crying

South City

clear. He was recounting the previous night’s events, “In my delirium, I thought I saw a white figure, a

exchanged puzzled looks, assuming the old man was confused by his

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

deep trouble, but

finalized. It’s gone to the previous bidder,” Braxton

was my oversight. Please focus

don’t seem like someone who makes errors. Who

nodding before

narrowed as he asked, “Which company was the

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

there was Whitney’s error in the bid,

seemed too convenient.