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.

leaving behind the chill of the police station on a winter morning, along with trailing

wind

the car 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 last night to care for her

What had happened?

clearly unwilling to

dared not provoke him and sighed silently.

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

why did it feel so cold, as

to say, but she could not as she watched

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her, perhaps even suspicion, was the perfect end to a

sever their

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

phone rang. It was her uncle. She

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

with sorrow, “Uncle, revenge can’t be sought this way; this is about

He owes me! Just insist it was your mistake and don’t expose me, or else, with his

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

was driving her mad.

was nearing the end.

would discard her for such a grave mistake and banish

chest,

City

the previous night’s events, “In my delirium, I thought I saw a white figure, a young girl, performing a procedure over

assuming the old man was confused

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

knew he was in deep trouble, but

deal has been finalized. It’s gone to the previous bidder,” Braxton said, his eyes still showing admiration for the young

“It was my oversight. Please focus on your recovery.”

errors. Who did

reply, merely nodding before turning to leave the

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

understood his implication. The previous day’s events had been suspicious; Ludwik’s competitors had been in lengthy talks with Braxton from afternoon until evening, deliberately delaying,

there was Whitney’s error in the bid, coinciding with

all seemed too convenient.