Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 158

As Whitney’s consciousness slowly faded, she suddenly understood why Keegan had thrown away her acupuncture kit–It was her only form of defense.

Without the antidote, her eyes fluttered as the surroundings spun around her, and she soon lost all ability to

move.

Keegan’s voice was icy as he commanded, “Drive!”

The assistant whipped the car around, and Whitney, her head swimming, realized they were not heading to the cemetery as planned.

Panic surged within her

What was Keegan plotting?

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After a disorienting two–hour drive, they pulled up to a secluded suburban mansion. Whitney was hauled inside and unceremoniously dumped onto a chair. Her uncle followed, wheeling himself in.

Surveying the room, which resembled a home office, Whitney’s gaze landed on a sinister figure by the window. He turned, and Keegan announced, “Boss, I’ve brought Whitney.”

Boss? Whitney’s brows knitted together. Who was this man?

The man smirked at her curiosity. “You’re wondering who I am? You’ll find out soon enough, Ms. Valentine. But first, you have to do something for me.“.

Fear tightened Whitney’s chest as she looked at the sealed door. She rushed to her uncle, her voice laced with desperation as she said, “This man doesn’t seem trustworthy, Uncle. Let’s leave. We shouldn’t be part of whatever he’s planning.”

“Whitney, you need to behave,” Keegan warned, a hint of regret in his voice. “I’d rather not use the methods we did in the car again, especially now that you’re with child.”

Betrayal twisted in her gut. This was not about paying respects to her mother or grandfather.

When had her uncle become this person?

Keegan’s eyes flashed with fervor. “The final step in my revenge is today, Whitney, and you’re the key.”

shook her head, her voice trembling. “Uncle, enough with revenge. You

found that besides Ludwik, in the companies Grandpa once worked with,

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Ludwik was just a scapegoat. I’ve known him for five months. I don’t believe he is capable of

vivid, tossing the contact book aside. “You’re defending him again! How can you doubt your uncle? I can’t say I’m

Grandpa’s business back then, right? You don’t know the details. Maybe it

based on intuition?”

ground. “I’m certain he’s not the type of person to

Whitney. I’m disappointed. If you won’t see

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chair. They positioned her in front of the desk where Keegan dumped out her bag, searching for a particular item –

crawl into Whitney’s heart. “Uncle,

the young man took the card from Keegan,

is everything ready?” Keegan asked.

lazily. “Eleven o’clock,

made a call. “Let him jump.”

heart raced, suspecting this was related

her phone, but Keegan had already turned it off, his frosty gaze fixed on her. “Uncle!”

an investor of the United Realty Corporation’s five–star hotel project had attempted suicide by jumping from a building spread like wildfire. Critically injured, his fate

heavily. Descending the stairs, he

demanded of Taryn.

in the morning to visit her

professing her love. She would not leave him; it could not have

space. “The man who jumped claims you refused to pay the agreed

slits. “Someone set a trap. Find out

survive the fall?” After a pause, he asked, his voice devoid of warmth.

panic he’s caused is the real issue. They’re all

by the disaster. However, the situation was far worse than he

by journalists and protesters. They were clamoring for justice, compensation, and answers, accusing him of valuing profits over lives. And amid the chaos, all Ludwik could think of was

headquarters. He commanded the executives with steely resolve, “Bring in the CEOs of the 19 companies.

“The total comes to