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.

of the police

wind

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 uncle. Plus, her appearance at the

What had happened?

livid, clearly unwilling

not provoke him

It was a beautiful day, no snow, not too

did it feel so cold, as if she could never climb out of this abyss?

she watched him walk away in utter disappointment. Maybe it was for the

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suspicion, was the perfect end to a love

sever their shared

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

It was her

just couldn’t bear to see him in

conscience, her voice filled with sorrow, “Uncle, revenge can’t

expose me, or else, with his means, you

tears. To protect her

this life was

was nearing the

a grave mistake and banish

her chest, crying yet

South City

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

assuming the old man

entered the police car, Braxton had been

knew he was in deep trouble, but everything had miraculously turned around

It’s gone to the previous bidder,” Braxton said,

my oversight. Please focus

seem like someone who makes errors. Who did you entrust

nodding before turning to

narrowed as he

suspicious; Ludwik’s competitors had been in

Whitney’s error in the bid, coinciding

all seemed too

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