Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 159

“I overheard you talking the other day, and I couldn’t believe it – Ludwik really spoils you, doesn’t he? You’ve got access to all his liquid assets, and you can spend without limits, as long as it’s for something that looks legit. If you were to transfer funds to my account, Ludwik could trace it and take it back. But if you funnel it into one of the companies he’s already set to invest in, then it’s all above board.”

Whitney’s eyes widened in sheer panic, and her face drained of all color.

When had her uncle started scheming this?

Was it from the moment they first met and he heard about her having a black card? So that was why he insisted on a partnership with Ludwik using an offshore company.

Looking back and realizing the gist of it, she felt chilled to the bone.

With her signed contract in hand, and then redirecting Ludwik’s assets into an offshore company…

“No, Uncle. You can’t do this!”

But there was Keegan, sliding the card through the reader, with the bank manager overseeing the transaction..

“No!” Whitney’s eyes turned bloodshot as she stared at the frozen image of Ludwik’s handsome face on the TV screen, her scream tearing through the room. “You can’t swipe his funds now! He needs that money to get through this tough time. Uncle, this is robbery!”

Yet, the bank manager processed the transaction.

Keegan grabbed her hand to scan her fingerprint.

Whitney clenched her fingers tight, her body thrashing in the chair. Her heart felt as if it were being cleaved in two. She could not give her fingerprint; she could not sign her name, and she could not be the cause of Ludwik’s downfall. They had a future. They could still make it….

But her uncle forced her finger onto the fingerprint scanner.

The transaction was complete.

Dozens of receipts were printed out, each requiring her signature.

“Uncle, stop! This is theft! I’m begging you, I love him, I don’t want to harm him, please, no…!”

But Keegan held her trembling hand, forcing her to scribble her name on each slip.

She resisted with all her might, but she was pinned down, signing her name through tears.

Each signature felt like a blade, knowing it would soon cut into Ludwik.

Why was this happening?

morning, she thought they had clarity and could

was overjoyed, filled with ironclad hope.

crushing that hope

to her as a sign of his sincerity, a token of his

could this be used to

in despair. “Uncle, you might as well kill me now.”

is all our family’s money!” Keegan could no longer hear reason and forced her

calculating the amount, and laughed. “Over 400 billion

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ashen, veins standing out

comprehend. What was this man

Brother?

a meeting that had successfully silenced the investors. He frowned as he entered his office.

PR department sought his opinion. “Mr. Lippert, the press is still buzzing. Do you want to

were sharp as

in, followed by the CFO of Imperial Gem Corporation. Both were

ask about the man who had jumped, his gaze icy, as

Gem Corporation. I was just consolidating all the cash assets when suddenly, over 400 billion dollars in liquid assets were swiped! The funds have been transferred overseas. We tried to freeze the account, but because it’s through Citibank, we couldn’t stop it in time, and now the funds have entered the other company’s

stopped momentarily. He knew exactly how much 400 billion dollars meant – it was all the liquid assets of Imperial Gem

turned to ice, his aura

shaking, could hardly

in the office overwhelming Nolan.

swept the papers

to collapse, shaking uncontrollably, and never had he found it so difficult to speak, his entire body frozen.

“It was… Madam.”

lips curling slightly. “Nonsense. Call her back

his heart scrape with pain. He trembled as he laid down the bank receipt, saying, “It’s true… Mr. Lippert, the black card could bankrupt you. It requires her fingerprint and signature, dozens of them. They’re all here!”

the documents, speechless. His striking

fierce gaze cut through the air like

remained motionless, his chill seeping

unbearable

but because of how much

transferred all of Ludwik’s liquid

not believe

knives falling

regained composure, his face emotionless as he asked, “Who

knew the