Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 188

She looped her arm around his with a mix of worry and coquetry. “Ludwik, please come home early, I might wake up in pain in the middle of the night.”

“Sure, I’ll sober up a bit.”

Elaine studied him closely, trying to discern from his words and gaze whether he was affected by tonight’s debacle with Whitney, that wretched woman.

After all, Whitney had been humiliated and trampled upon by those men; maybe he truly despised her now.

Elaine pondered as she closed the car window and instructed Jaxon, “Keep an eye on Mr. Lippert tonight and report his whereabouts to me at all times.”

“Ludwik, are you freaking blind?” Tiana exclaimed, storming out of the car beside them, witnessing Elaine’s Bentley drive away. She had seen everything–their affectionate display.

On the phone, Valerie was still on the line. She had been waiting outside the hotel all night and heard half an hour ago that Whitney had been assaulted by everyone there!

She rushed to find her but to no avail.

Tiana, her eyes red with fury, confronted Ludwik–once a man she feared, but now, rage made her invincible. “Are you even a man? She’s your wife! You stood there, allowing others to tear at her clothes, to shame her, to auction her off. Do you have any idea how scared and desperate she must have felt?”

“Ludwik, how can you be so heartless? A cold–blooded creature! And she’s carrying your child!”

“It was Whitney who saved you during your fits, despite her own child being at risk. She suffered humiliation, and yet you’re this cruel to her. Where is she now?!”

Tiana’s tirade made Ludwik’s expression freeze slightly.

They are saying that she saved him? Of course, her friend would defend her.

His pupils darkened as he retorted, “Are you done?”

“No, I’m not. I could curse your ancestors! Tell me, where is Whitney?

“Where? Why don’t you ask her or her so–called knights in shining armor?”

Ludwik scoffed, a red fury rising in his eyes. Felix noticed Mr. Lippert’s hand twitching by his side. He internally panicked, Mr. Lippert’s earlier composure was nothing but the calm before a storm.

Tiana didn’t understand what Ludwik meant and stepped forward in anger.

“Tiana! Stop talking!” Felix suddenly shouted, stepping forward to clear the way and hastily urged the dazed Mr. Lippert, “Mr. Lippert, please get in the car. I’ll drive you to sober up.”

Without a word, Ludwik yanked off his tie, tossed it on the ground, and strode into the car with long, quick

steps.

back at the sight of his odd behavior and

this the state Nolan had described when Ludwik

afraid to approach as Ludwik took the driver’s seat

coming from behind, took a deep breath and said, “I’ve got news. Whitney

the sports car disappear into the distance. No wonder Ludwik was so out of

Chapter 188

get Bryce’s number? How do we find Whitney?” Tiana was frantic.

the road, smashing into guardrails and sparking flames. Felix, stars in his eyes, clutched the seat belt

held on for dear life.

to a hall outside an upscale apartment complex

strides betraying his

covertly messaged Parker and

Whitney taken by Bryce, Mr. Lippert’s facade of calm was likely spent, and he might be on the verge of an episode.

apartment, locking himself

hearing the order, “Bring up some

rushing up with several bottles. The door cracked open, and there was Mr. Lippert, sitting tall and still in his chair, his

sight of the cuts

Felix

frowned, his gaze like a deep abyss, and

his

her tonight, deal with them,” Ludwik said with

helpless as the

arrived swiftly. They had just heard about what happened. Even though Nolan now despised

could be so ruthless; he truly is

ordered Parker to dismantle those scoundrels bone by

clear his mind, and on the other, he can’t let go. The love and hate are intertwined, and

if only Natalie’s incident hadn’t happened!”

loud crash echoed

thrown to the ground, and the study door burst open. Felix rushed in, his face paling. “Mr. Lippert wasn’t well

ran upstairs.

leaned against the door frame, his hands trembling, his breathing heavy. He

round, two rounds, the hands pointing

lips formed detached words,

and walked into the bathroom,

he could get through this night, perhaps he and the young