Chapter 463

Florence gave Ludwik a mischievous tug. "Hey, Ludwik, looks like we've got the place to ourselves. Let's sit down and eat, shall we?"

"You go ahead. I need a smoke. Your nutritionist will bring your meal over!" Ludwik replied, his tone detached as he walked away, leaving Florence's smile to freeze on her lips. She knew he was just putting on a show for Whitney. No matter, as long as it gets under Whitney's skin!

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At another restaurant.

"Whitney, are you okay? Ludwik seemed pretty eager to get rid of us, and you looked upset," Sandy said, still trying to grasp the situation.

Whitney responded with a cold, humorless laugh. "Why should I care about someone who means nothing to me?"

"It seems like Ludwik is always picking on you because of Florence," Sandy remarked innocently.

Her words, however, stung Whitney like a sharp needle, causing her to pause mid-bite.

Shane, on the other hand, looked amused, thinking to himself that Ludwik's actions weren't about Florence at all-he was just jealous of Whitney... Ding-a-ling—

Whitney's phone rang, and her lips tightened into a frosty line as she saw the caller ID.

What now? Wasn't kicking me out because of Florence enough?

She didn't want to answer, but the persistent ringing felt as oppressive as Ludwik himself.

With her nerves on edge, she stood up to answer, "Mr. Lippert, what can I do for you now?"

"You messed up the documents you submitted. Get up here right now! Otherwise, I'll have you fired from S-T Group."

any documents this morning. You're just looking

was to hang

suppress her anger, her face pale as she grabbed

You barely touched your lunch!" Whitney felt a chill in her heart. Was Florence playing tricks? The thought of food made her stomach turn with

with Sandy

assistant glanced at Shane, who whispered, "Go,

meaning, the assistant nodded and followed

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sales department, Whitney stormed into Ludwik's office,

caught a glimpse of Ludwik's silhouette in her own small office across

only to have Ludwik turn around and point at the

intimidating, his eyes

schizophrenic? You've already made it clear I'm not welcome to eat in the restaurant because of your precious Florence!" Ludwik didn't have time for her. Glancing at his watch and then coldly at Whitney's angry face, he was frustrated. He simply didn't

not get

you flirting during work hours, you'll regret it," he said coldly before leaving, his long strides carrying him away as he began making a phone call. Whitney could barely catch him

the restaurant, why bother

driven her out on Florence's account, Whitney was about to throw the lunch box away when its lid popped open, revealing her favorite dish, egg and lean pork congee, instead of the lily bulb porridge she'd ordered for Sandy,

her eyes misted over with

this memory only served to highlight

playing at? Trying to make amends after being so

indignation, yet in the end... she couldn't bring herself to throw the congee away. With tears streaming down her face, she

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behind them. "Why does Ludwik need to set you up with a bodyguard? Isn't he supposed to be your

she had worked

believed it

bodyguard assist her instead of offering his own support,

adores me. He's just busy today. And he arranged for a bodyguard

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