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.

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

wind

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?

was livid, clearly unwilling

not provoke him

squatted down, staring at the sunlight streaming down. It was a beautiful day, no

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

much, she wanted to say, but she could not as she watched him

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even suspicion, was the perfect end to a love that should never

their shared

and the remorse she felt towards this man, she

was her uncle. She answered

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 to

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

don’t expose me, or else, with his means, you know what will become of me!” He was warning

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

this life was driving her

it was nearing the end.

grave mistake and

her chest, crying

City

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 procedure

looks, assuming the old

night; when Ludwik had entered the police car, Braxton

but everything had miraculously turned around by morning.

the land deal has been finalized. It’s gone to the previous bidder,” Braxton said, his

nodded calmly, “It was my oversight. Please

like someone who makes errors. Who

reply, merely nodding before turning to

as he asked,

day’s events had been suspicious; Ludwik’s competitors had been in lengthy talks with Braxton from afternoon until

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

all seemed