Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 707

Whitney hesitated for a moment in front of the elevator.

Sandy couldn't help but frown, "The cheek of The Garcia Group's receptionist! They owe money and still act all high and mighty. Seeing the Lipperts' downfall, they don't even regard Ludwik with any respect." "It's not just disregard; they're mocking him," Whitney murmured under her breath.

The elevator doors slid open, urging her to step in, but for some reason, her pace slowed.

That's when she overheard Ludwik's secretary losing her temper.

But a man's deep voice halted her, Ludwik's calm tone floated over, "Then book the appointment now. However long it takes, I'll wait."

"Sure, we'll book you in. Enjoy your wait," the receptionist said with a raised eyebrow.

"Mr. Lippert, please take a seat over there," the secretary suggested, dusting off a couch.

Ludwik didn't move, his gaze catching a glimpse of Whitney's delicate figure disappearing into the elevator.

Upstairs-

Stepping into Mr. Garcia's office, Whitney was greeted by the sight of the portly man on the phone, "Ludwik? Just send him away, what's there to fear? He's nothing now... An appointment, really? He's so used to being on top, probably doesn't realize that if I don't want him to get an appointment, he'll never get one. Let him wait... Oh, Ms. Sheldon, you're here!"

Mr. Garcia's rotund form promptly stood up.

Whitney squinted, watching their rapid change of face, feeling a chill in her heart.

Yes, the once-great Ludwik, a titan of business with devilish tactics, yet a gentleman of the corporate world, probably never imagined that the company's appointment system was nothing but a sham.

"Ms. Sheldon, please wait a moment; I'll bring the contract right over," Mr. Garcia said eagerly, "How's Mr. Sheldon doing? The Garcia Group is more than willing to supply raw materials to the Sheldon Corporation, and about the three percent discount I mentioned last time..."

"Mr. Garcia, there's no discussion to be had," Whitney suddenly turned the tables, "The Sheldon Corporation will not be offering any discounts. If Mr. Garcia is unsatisfied, feel free to find another partner."

"What... How could this be?" Mr. Garcia said, visibly agitated, "Didn't you say you'd consider it last time?"

"I did consider it, but that also depends on the character of our partners," Whitney replied coldly.

Mr. Garcia, puzzled and angered but not wanting to lose the Sheldon Corporation, a lucrative deal, quickly gave in, "Ms. Sheldon, Ms. Sheldon, I'll sign, okay?" Sandy briskly unfolded the contract.

After Mr. Garcia had read it carefully and consulted his lawyer, he immediately signed his name.

He attempted to curry favor with a smile, "Ms. Sheldon, are you free this afternoon? I've invited a few CEOs to play golf; would you honor us with your presence?"

you, but I have other matters to attend to," Whitney declined and left. Mr. Garcia's secretary

Ludwik's stern silhouette at the reception, his perfect posture making him stand

him with a mix of

"He sure is handsome."

not even worth as much as the average

appointment to see Mr. Garcia. This poor soul, probably good for a one-night stand at

Hearing this, Whitney's

had

the thought, glancing at him, wondering

it wasn't her

her heels clicking against

must have gone smoothly for her. She didn't even look his way, her cold and sharp demeanor mixed with subtle grace

familiar desire stirred

now, his

his eyes deeply, wondering if he really

-

in the parking

the

The Garcia Group,

her documents, missing an

still waiting, evidently

Garcia had already slipped out the back door to the golf

her eyes, reminding herself, she wasn't doing

stand people like

her barely holding back a smile, she frowned, "If you want to retrieve that draft contract, then go. And maybe

up for what's right," Sandy

her head, watching

Ludwik, hesitating

I saw Mr. Garcia sneaking out the back door," she blurted

his demeanor unyielding. After

made her

shall we send some bodyguards to teach him a lesson?" The secretary was livid, recalling the days when the Lippert Group didn't have to

car had

emotion crossed his

get going," Ludwik

you're not going to teach Mr. Garcia