Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 821

"Elodie, can you stop harassing me already?

At the gala the other night, I made it clear in front of everyone that my heart belongs to someone else. If you had any dignity left as a so-called heiress, you wouldn't shamelessly bother a man who's clearly taken. Last time, out of respect for Ronan, I let slide what you did to me and even answered your calls.

But there won't be a next time, alright? Get a grip."

Ludwik rarely minced his words, but each one he spoke cut deep into Elodie's heart, even subtly warning her that he knew all about her antics at the gala.

Elodie was blindsided by his bluntness!

After all, since the night of the gala, when he had managed to escape despite being drugged, she just hadn't been able to get in touch with him.

She thought there might still be a chance...

Her voice softened, "Ludwik, I have no idea what you're talking about.

What did I supposedly do at the gala? Wasn't it you who got seduced by Whitney, that cougar, hiding in my bathroom doing God knows what, making me the laughing stock of the party?

I don't get what you see in her. Is she prettier or younger than me?

Don't you want to see the Lippert family rise again?

crossing the Miller family, the senators,

let you get away

Whitney, even releasing that fake diagnosis to let people mock you

believe it, but do

to no good with Whitney in that bathroom! If I speak out with my status, do you believe the public opinion would turn against you again? I won't let Whitney off easy!" Ludwik's

really had too much

stern, he was about

shooting him a silent glare to zip it, then with a smirk, she laughed, "Elodie, I'm right here next to Ludwik, hearing

speak in front

to the press about the gala, right?" Whitney played with her nails nonchalantly, gripping the phone tight, "Elodie can leak whatever she wants, but so can I. Everyone knows what really happened

perfectly healthy man, drugged at Elodie's own party? That's the story needing

society darling drugging people-if she can

course, I can't outplay Elodie, but people with their own skeletons should

saying. No matter what Elodie does, Ludwik won't fancy

hanging up, Whitney tossed the phone back to him, her cheeks flushed from the heat of the conversation, now even redder. Annoyed, she glared at him, "I

like your type just fine-fiery and fierce, able to fend off those relentless admirers. You know

You think you're still that

mood soured by the thought of Elaine and Florence, those troublesome women, instantly losing any semblance of a good mood around men. Ludwik's deep eyes flickered, worried Whitney might dwell on the past

subject, "But Whitney, was all that really for Ludwik?" She leaned in, whispering, "You seemed kinda jealous there. You're not thinking of getting back

instantly denied, her bright eyes annoyed at the suggestion, "Isn't it obvious I

Ludwik's deep voice carried over, full