Chapter 477

"I've got your back. You need to deal with these injuries right now, take your medication, and find a way to calm down!"

Florence tried to hold back her tears, but hope flickered in her eyes as she looked up. "Ludwik, are you really going to help me win the contest? Wouldn't that go against your principles?" Did he even have a choice now?

Those sharp, profound eyes of his looked down at Florence's pale and frail face, asking softly, "Do you really not care about the shares? Don't want to take over the Sheldon Group?" The room fell silent all of a sudden.

He wasn't looking at her, but Florence felt the chill in his gaze piercing through her face.

She had always hidden her intentions well. Had he sensed something?

He was the man in charge of the Lippert Group, a smart one at that.

Florence clenched her fists, forcing a bitter smile. "Ludwik, did you forget? I'm dying."

Ludwik's gaze hardened. In that case, her ambition was moot.

The man frowned, his tone cool and indifferent. "Just take your medicine and get your wounds treated."

"Okay!" Florence managed a forced smile.

He got up to go outside for a smoke, and as his tall figure disappeared at the door of the room, Florence, looking at the doctor bandaging her ankle, let a malicious smile creep across her face hidden by her eyelids. She had burned her ankle on purpose.

Step by step, piece by piece, setting the stage for Whitney's downfall tomorrow!

Because Whitney would never understand why Ludwik 'cared' so much for her.

She knew he had principles and wouldn't easily bend the rules for her, so she had to make her physical and emotional condition appear dire. Ludwik would have no choice...

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Sunlight pierced through the office blinds, casting shadows.

Whitney opened her red and tired eyes; she had only managed half an hour of sleep, working through the night till 9 in the morning.

with two steaming cups of coffee

"Okay."

herself up, looking at the perfect jewelry proposal on her

You were practically alone for the entire

jewelry has amazed me! I bet there's no proposal better than yours. Florence's amateur attempts don't

the S-T Group's general manager called, asking Whitney

conference room, Whitney walked in, the general manager and two senior judges seated

then, Ludwik's imposing figure appeared at

height cast a long shadow, followed by an aura

welcoming him warmly. "Welcome, Mr. Lippert, to

heart skipped a beat. He was part of the judging

him with a wary

at her briefly, his look

he took his seat at the head without a

stepped outside, checking her phone for any work

saw Florence's

set

was covered in a man's expensive coat, adorably taking her

Ludwik was sketching, his long fingers gripping the pen under the light, the

late to help me- He doesn't want me to be sick, told me to rest and

With what?

a critical time, what could he

spine as she gripped

you submitted your proposal yet?" Florence's voice chimed

belated arrival, frailly seated in

smirked. "I've finished my proposal too. Now, let's let the judges decide which

herself in, placing

secretary handed both proposals to

sipping his black coffee,

general manager opened Whitney's

Florence's, the

far surpassing the assistant manager's!" exclaimed the

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