Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 798

The scent was thick, the kind that hinted at seduction and secrets.

After Audrey's tragic end, had Bryce already sought comfort in the arms of a new secretary? It seemed so... convenient, keeping her close by.

Whitney's mind raced with speculation...

Had Bryce been entangled in a clandestine affair, locking his office door to keep their secret hidden? Was the woman now sneaking out of the lounge, having hidden there while Whitney used the restroom? And then, as if on cue, Bryce followed her into the restroom, probably fearing Whitney's discovery of his illicit activities.

The thought struck Whitney like lightning.

It wasn't unheard of - bosses and their secretaries embroiled in affairs. But Bryce? He had always presented himself as the epitome of grace and devotion, claiming his heart belonged to Whitney alone. But then again, how many men truly remain faithful?

If he couldn't, so be it. An open playboy was still better than a deceitful heartbreaker.

But Bryce? He played a dangerous game, juggling an affair while portraying the loving husband to Whitney.

The more she thought about it, the more she saw through his facade. A man of dual natures, his secrets well hidden.

Lost in thought, Whitney barely caught the sound of movement from under the bed, followed by the soft click of high heels making a silent escape.

Had she not been eavesdropping, she would have missed it entirely.

A cold smile played on her lips.

Bryce's voice softened at the door, "Whitney, I'm heading back to work. Join

not feeling well," Whitney feigned flushing the

the restroom, scanning Bryce's lounge, and discreetly planted a mini camera into the socket near the bed. Ryder had shown her the ropes, and now, determined to confirm her suspicions, she had made

handiwork, Whitney left

by a colleague, she quickly placed another camera within

was a heart-racing

an eye on them daily.

It was just a suspicion, but my gut feeling today..." Whitney's expression remained calm, "I've placed a camera in his bookshelf, but it might be found soon. Hopefully, we'll uncover something useful." Shane

to

"Ms. Valentine, can we video chat? I've got

Explosive indeed.

the screen, Bryce and his secretary were entangled in a repulsive display on the very couch

of his gentlemanly facade, left Whitney

had declared his love at her eighteenth birthday party? His actions now were far

Ms. Valentine, there's more," Ryder switched the feed

was chaos.

her

of color, she took a gulp of cold

man she shared a bed with

"Damn! Even as a guy, this makes me sick. Bryce's

why he played the perfect gentleman, avoiding any suspicion." Whitney was almost certain now. Bryce had been ready for her