Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 605

"Would you just zip it!" Hunter Lutz approached, his voice low and stern.

The commotion caught the attention of many relatives of the Lutz family, and soon enough, whispers of gossip filled the air, casting disdainful glances toward Whitney.

"Turns out she's a sly one. I always wondered why Audrey, such a high-society darling, couldn't snag Mr. Lutz after all these years."

"And this lady, she's quite something. Did you all not hear about her drama in Banyan City with Mr. Lippert? Her ex-husband is now the most eligible bachelor in Harmonia Country." "Seriously? No way!"

Whitney listened to their mockery and Claire's indifference without flinching, prepared by Bryce for this moment.

She understood their disdain; after all, a fake engagement years ago had left a scar on Claire.

But Tiana couldn't keep her cool.

Fuming, Tiana thought if she had known the Lutz family would treat Whitney this coldly, she would have persuaded her to reconsider Bryce.

Yet Whitney seemed adamant about marrying Bryce.

Standing up, Tiana retorted, "Who's worthy of whom, that's debatable!

I get it, Claire, you're protective of your son. But can you understand my concern for my best friend?

Let me introduce her properly. My BFF, Whitney, hails from Harmonia Country's third most prestigious family, the Sheldons! At twenty, she founded Skye Gem Ltd., which is thriving in Emperor City.

In short, Whitney's net worth is in the billions, not to mention her status as a Sheldon heiress. Now, tell me, does she not match up to Banyan City's elite, Mr. Lutz? Miss Audrey, from which nouveau riche family did you say you were? Do you still think Whitney is marrying down?"

Audrey was seething, her envy palpable at Whitney's surprisingly powerful background.

The Sheldon family, ranked third in Harmonia Country, was well-known among high society.

The mood shifted as people's gazes toward Whitney changed, showing newfound respect.

The previously mocking socialites had vanished.

Keegan, sitting in his wheelchair, spoke up at the right moment, "Mrs. Lutz, Bryce is indeed a catch, and I'm fond of him. But let's not sell Whitney short. She's a successful businesswoman with a strong family background. They are well-suited, wouldn't you agree?" Hunter was well aware of Whitney's family wealth; after all, Emperor City was a place Banyan City's wealthy could only dream of, "Mr. Tennyson is right."

Claire pouted, visibly upset.

around Whitney's waist, his demeanor gentle, "Father, Mother, Keegan's right. I'm blessed Whitney agreed to marry me. Marriage isn't about social standing. But if we're comparing, Whitney's wealth and status far exceed mine. She's the jewel of Emperor City. I'm grateful she's finally noticed me, and with just one look, decided I was worth her lifetime commitment. The ceremony's about to start, let's take our seats and

you here. Let your uncle walk you down the aisle," Bryce

by Tiana to the door,

took their vows, and exchanged rings.

ceremony concluded

a sense of closure. Glancing at

wedding, couldn't bear to watch, let alone on his dad's

he had left his phone watch in

noticed a missed message from an unknown

the words, "Danny, has dad arrived? I know what you're thinking. My heart

would mention

Could it be Sammy?

reread the message, his heart

his mom married Bryce under a false pretense? Sweat drenched, he wished he could sprint to the banquet hall, cursing

Bryce's ceremony must be wrapped up,

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her toast dress. She approached a beaming Bryce, ready to start the rounds

"Mom!"

Danny's shouts were drowned out by

figure struggled to push through the crowd. "Mom,

deep in the throng of guests, Whitney, raising her glass

was in a pristine white tuxedo, elegantly standing by her side. Whitney, dressed in a

dress-a simple style that

over

graceful figure

stunning beauty-was the

center of attention

bride.

waist, was already anticipating the sweet night ahead, his

Whitney, just a sip will do." He couldn't bear the thought of her drinking too much

his bride! But come on, you've got to drink at least one glass, or the groom has to drink three!" A group of younger Lutz family relatives