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.

behind the chill of the police station on a

wind

closed 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

What had happened?

clearly unwilling to inquire further.

not provoke him and sighed

the sunlight streaming down. It

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

she could not as she watched him walk away in utter disappointment. Maybe it

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the perfect end to a love that

their shared future.

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

rang. It was her uncle. She

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

with sorrow, “Uncle, revenge can’t be sought this

expose me, or else, with his means, you know what will become of me!” He was warning her

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

was driving

nearing

her for such a grave mistake

chest, crying yet laughing.

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

the old man

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

was in deep trouble, but everything had miraculously turned around by morning.

you have integrity, but the land deal has been finalized. It’s gone to the

my oversight.

errors. Who did

reply, merely nodding before turning to

narrowed as he

in lengthy talks with Braxton from afternoon until evening, deliberately delaying, causing

in the bid, coinciding with Braxton’s

all seemed too