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!"

reason, attempted

The workers were enraged.

of losing their holiday pay, someone shouted,

take our money and

"Domestic abuser, beat it!"

give Ms. Valentine some

by anger, rushed forward, some throwing

almost caught in

hit squarely by an egg, its yolk

workers closed in, overwhelming the few bodyguards

Why here, of all places? Now escaping this mob would

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.

situation,

fury, he knew he couldn't afford to lose more than he

of survival," the secretary implored,

shields, made a hasty retreat through

caught sight of his reflection - a far cry from the polished business icon he was known to be. His mouth,

accidentally touched his wound, eliciting a vicious

secretary, struck and shocked, clenched his fist in silent fury, wishing he could escape Bryce's tyrannical

even the Fortu-Nova Bank's CEO has reached out. We only have about 600 million left in accessible

defeat yet defiant, ordered, "Move 600 million into my personal account immediately. Don't touch

if the shareholders

Bryce snapped,