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.

the chill of the police

wind

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 last night to care for her uncle. Plus, her appearance at the station suggested she had run there, her clothes

What had happened?

was livid, clearly unwilling

dared not provoke

It was a beautiful day,

her heart, why did it feel so cold, as if she could never climb

she watched him walk

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was the perfect end to a

their shared future.

her uncle had instilled in her and the remorse she felt towards

It was her uncle. She

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

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

expose me, or else,

shimmered with tears. To protect her uncle, she had said nothing

life was

it was nearing the

a grave mistake and banish her from United Realty Corporation.

clutched her chest, crying yet

South City Private

in the ICU, where the Braxton’s consciousness was fairly clear. He was recounting the previous night’s events, “In my delirium, I thought I saw a white figure, a young girl, performing a

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

when Ludwik had entered the

but

been finalized. It’s gone to the previous bidder,” Braxton said, his eyes still showing

nodded calmly, “It was my oversight. Please focus

who makes errors. Who did you entrust with

not reply, merely nodding before

corridor, Ludwik’s eyes narrowed as he asked, “Which company

suspicious; Ludwik’s competitors had been in lengthy talks with Braxton

error in the bid, coinciding with Braxton’s stroke.

all seemed too