Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 854

The reporters eyed him warily, their disdain palpable amid the throng of construction workers surrounding them. They pressed forward, relentless. "Mr. Lutz, why the evasion? When did your vendetta against Whitney begin? When did you start plotting your moves?

Whitney has already announced through the media that she's filing for divorce immediately.

Considering you're the one who cheated in this marriage, not to mention the domestic abuse, and with your Lutz Group facing difficulties from all sides, it looks like you don't stand a chance in this divorce battle. Will you respond to Whitney's lawsuit?" "Back off! Shut up, all of you!

My Lutz Group won't go under, and Whitney can dream on about the divorce. That witch and Ludwik conspired behind my back, now they're after my money, and you lot are targeting me instead of them? You're all blind to the truth!"

Bryce's rage was palpable, his eyes, once gentle, now bloodshot with fury. His tirade was captured on camera, making him appear demonic to the onlookers.

The reporter retorted with a sneer, "Mr. Lutz, the evidence of your affair is overwhelming, and you still deny it? The video Whitney released has been verified by experts. It's real, not fabricated.

And we tend to believe the chairman of Hudson, Mr. Lutz. You seem quite obstinate."

Murmurs of disapproval rippled through the crowd of workers.

Bryce, frantic and cornered, glared at the reporter, yelling, "You're just a spy sent by Whitney, trying to smear my name! Stay away from me!"

"Oh my God, Bryce has no shame."

"Really, he's quite the actor. He was blasting Whitney online this morning, trying to rally his unsuspecting followers against Ludwik."

"He hasn't shown a hint of remorse, has he?"

From a distance, Zayne shook his head, "Mr. Lutz, you see! Thousands of workers here are waiting for their holiday pay. You were eager to launch the Sky-Surprise Inn project, aiming for big profits. You can't just pull your investment now; that's their hard-earned money!" "I'm pulling my investment now! This is a Sheldon Group hotel project, go ask Whitney for the money to pay these workers, and give me back my investment!"

losing all reason, attempted to

The workers were enraged.

pay, someone shouted, "Let's stop this

let you take

"Domestic abuser, beat it!"

Valentine some justice, throw eggs

workers, fueled by anger, rushed forward, some throwing

aside, almost caught in the

all dead?" Bryce was hit squarely by an egg, its yolk sliding down his face, blurring his

in, overwhelming the few

secretary, pale and shaken, thought, Why here, of all places? Now escaping this mob

shielding Bryce, whispering urgently, "Mr. Lutz, be rational. If you mess with their wages, these folks will go for your throat. They're throwing stuff and the press is filming everything. Your image is already tarnished, and this will ruin the Lutz Group's reputation completely. We need to leave, now. Staying here will only make

gravity of the situation, suspected Ludwik's hand

he knew he couldn't afford to lose more than he already had

to leave, for the sake of

shields, made a hasty retreat through

- a far cry from the polished business icon he was known to be. His mouth, when

secretary, turning to help clean the egg off, accidentally touched his wound, eliciting a vicious

in silent fury, wishing he could escape

the Fortu-Nova Bank's CEO has reached out.

million into my personal account immediately.

if the

money! Keep your mouth shut," Bryce