Chapter 279

Whitney put in some effort to position the man and herself just right, propped up her phone, and quickly snapped a few suggestive photos.

The hot water on the bathroom floor turned cold, her legs beginning to ache with the chill. Whitney frowned, cold and unapologetic as she stripped him of his suit jacket to wrap herself tightly.

Exiting, she still turned back for a glance at the man with his shirt off.

Whitney pursed her lips, dragging him out and laying him on the bed.

Opening her phone, a message from Kelvin caught her eye again: "Ms. Valentine, the court dismissed my appeal. It seems someone's pulling strings behind the scenes! We need to see your uncle ASAP, find a breakthrough in the case, and ensure he doesn't 'lose his voice' and suffer an unjust fate in prison."

Elaine and the Bartels family were closing in, the prison suppressing visits with unreasonable excuses.

In all this, Whitney was convinced Elaine was leveraging Ludwik's influence!

To unring the bell, you have to go back to the bell ringer.

Ludwik was not innocent, hence Whitney's plot for the evening.

Thinking of her uncle suffering as an alleged murderer in prison made Whitney clench her teeth in anger... Ding-a-ling—

Her phone rang abruptly, snapping Whitney back to reality. It was a call from Nyx.

She smiled slightly, things must be going smoothly for Nyx tonight.

"How did it go?" Whitney moved to the balcony to answer.

Nyx sounded jubilant, "Ms. Valentine, the auction house's Mr. Rufus wants a word with you."

"Then put the director on the phone," Whitney instructed.

The night air brushed against her flawless skin, casting a soft, cool glow.

After a pause, Mr. Rufus's voice, angry yet powerless, came through, "Ms. Valentine, you're young, but your methods are dark! You set me up tonight, took photos and videos. I see what you're up to!"

hotel's service desk for a set of women's clothes

my upfront payment of fifty billion, yet you favored Mr. Lippert, giving Skye Gem Ltd. to his fiancée over me. How could I just accept that? Ah, it's hard to explain over the phone. Wait for me at the hotel, I have a few things to clarify. Don't leave, or I'll have to make those videos

Rufus hung up in

Ludwik's phone buzzed in his

at it,

waiting for it to go to voicemail before

Then Elaine's call followed.

at night, anxious,

eyes gleamed as she declined the call and then glanced at the man on the bed, throwing his phone to the

the clothes that arrived,

-

a stack of incriminating photos of Mr. Rufus,

company. Also, please release news that Skye Gem Ltd.'s assets will remain

face turning ashen, with no

her purse, left the

came through, "All

Bryce. Thanks for having

do much, just leaked Mr. Rufus's address." Bryce paused, subtly asking, "Whitney, you're not coming back to the apartment

"You went to my

off. Thought I'd check on Sammy." Recalling the evening's charade with Ludwik, Whitney felt a pang of guilt, although it was all for show. She paused, then laughed it off,

looking at the photos on his desk of Whitney and Ludwik's encounter, his expression

if you

he was

Her voice tightened, "Bryce..."

it. I just want you to rely

take care of your things, I'll always be

at her

inevitably tying her to

heart wasn't in it to pursue romance

the steering wheel, lost in thought

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sunlight sneaking through the heavy curtains onto

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