Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 617

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Florence's heart skipped a beat as she grabbed her phone, only to see a message from Bryce. He had left a note saying, "I heard Ludwik whisked Sammy away from you ages ago. Why didn't you tell me? You've put me in a tight spot, Florence. Here's a gift for you, take a

good look."

Bryce was not one to be taken lightly!

Clutching her phone tightly, Florence sneered, "I bet Ludwik provoked Bryce, and Bryce doesn't want to let me off the hook either. That's why he sent it to me. It proves the video is real. Ludwik went to great lengths to be with Whitney."

"Calm down!" Holly, grasping her daughter's hand with a face full of anger yet trying to maintain composure, said, "No matter what they do, don't forget you're carrying Whitney's child. They will never know, and this child will always be a wedge between them. Whitney could never accept Ludwik, especially if you have this child. It's your trump card, Florence! Just be patient."

Florence took a deep breath, swallowing her resentment, and narrowed her eyes, "You're right, Ludwik will have to come back sooner or later. Emperor City is where his mother and his son are. As long as he returns, as long as he remains the top man of the Lippert Group in Harmonia Country, I will have this child to leverage against him!"

"Your goal now is to take care of yourself, Florence. We have no way back now! We can only hope that the Lippert family survives the scandal caused by Ludwik, and he keeps a firm grip on everything," Holly's words suddenly awakened Florence, who became increasingly restless. Since the afternoon, the Lippert Group's stocks had begun to plummet due to the news of Ludwik's scandalous act.

The Lippert family had always been under the watchful eye of Jarvis, a formidable opponent!

Florence sank deep into thought.

The morning breeze from the island was soft, sneaking through the curtains.

The sun rose from the horizon, casting a golden glow until midmorning, when Whitney finally came to, opening her tired, bloodshot eyes.

night flooded her mind, and she hoped it was all

found herself alone in bed, with the sheets changed but still showing signs of the previous night's turmoil. Her clothes were

bridal suite and left those items

blankly, she never thought she could betray Bryce like

relentless, holding her down forcefully until she passed out in the

tears filling her eyes, wishing

a middle-aged maid came in, holding clean clothes and smiling, "Ma'am, you're awake. These are clothes Mr. Lippert picked out for you. Would you like to

from the nightstand to the floor, then retreated to the corner of the bed, clutching her messy hair, "Please leave. Just go." "Ma'am, what's wrong?" The maid

bumped into

his hands in

maid was at

calmly, taking

it was him and, filled with hate, threw the bedding at him, gathering all her anger to lift a chair and swing it at his solid back. Her beautiful face was

and a loud 'thud' echoed as

he was mad

her to vent, then turned around. His white shirt covered a wounded abdomen,

his hand, looking at her

her pale hand, and kissed her forehead softly, "Don't just stand there. If you haven't

pushed him away, biting her lip,

she couldn't win

crazy.

Love

it's our honeymoon, you don't have to stay undressed. Telling me to leave, but for whom are you staying undressed, planning to stay in this bed forever? If