Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 1147

Florence smirked, the kind of smirk that said she was up to no good. Whitney, with her reputation as the town's scandalous woman, was still a mystery as to why Bryce was so obsessed with her. Did he really think he could win her over?

But really, Whitney's fate was sealed. Her mom had passed away, her man was behind bars, and she was left with nothing.

Meanwhile, Florence was basking in all the luxury and wealth she could ever want.

The wheel of fortune turns, and it's all about who gets the last laugh.

At 8:40 PM, Whitney was driving back from the "funeral home" when she got a call from Parker. "Whitney, my sources tell me Bryce is throwing a big bash at the Palace Club tonight. He's wining and dining the bigwigs from Emperor City, and a few Inko Group shareholders who are looking to jump ship."

Whitney listened quietly, sensing there was more to come.

Sure enough, Parker chuckled coldly. "I just saw the buzz online-Inko Group's having a shareholder meeting tomorrow. Bryce's got his eye on you, thinking you're out of the picture since you just left the Grand Canyon. He's ready to make his move."

Whitney quickly checked the news on her phone, and there it was. Several media outlets were hyping up tomorrow's Inko Group shareholder meeting as a major event.

the day was a trap Bryce had walked

and Florence must think they're untouchable

"Mr. Doonan, let's turn the tables on them. We'll make them think they've got the upper hand,

that," Parker reassured her. "My

room, waiting for his uncle to finish a private

the room to wheel his uncle

a brief update on the outside situation, Phineas's eyes flickered with anger his voice dripping with disdain. Bryce, trying to bite off more than he can chew. He really thinks he can take over my Inko Group? Does he think

today. Your return will shock him. Just tell him that Ludwik is not your assailant, and have him temporarily release Ludwik tomorrow. You'll reveal the truth to the

at Inko

Ludwik had things well-prepared

night, Parker discreetly escorted his uncle into the President's

inside Inko Group's grand hall, employees lined up by rank, from supervisors to directors to regional CEOs, all gathered

swarming with media, whether they had

themselves. Everyone was bul

Group's shareholder meeting, where a change of