Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 1151

"Ludwik is the real culprit who hired a hitman to kill you. The President's already had him arrested!"

Phineas Wilson let out a dry, knowing chuckle. "Oh, really? So, Ludwik tries to have me killed, and his reward is being thrown in jail by the President. And you- who didn't try to kill me get your hands on the entire Inko Group? You really think this room full of shareholders are that gullible?"

He glanced around the conference room, voice steady and commanding. "Listen up, all of you. Let me make it clear: The night I was attacked, I remember it perfectly. I was leaving that steakhouse downtown, and a hitman dressed as a chef took a shot at me. As I hit the ground, I saw with my own eyes-Bryce Lutz was the one calling the shots. Bryce is the real mastermind behind the attempt on my life.

And I'll confirm that to the President myself!"

This time, the words hit hard. No one dared to question it anymore.

All eyes in the room, wide with shock and anger, swung to Bryce.

"It was you, Bryce? You tried to kill Mr. Wilson?"

"I can't believe it, Bryce! You're insane—this is unforgivable!"

flew across

face turned ashen. He kept telling himself to stay calm, eyes darting to

bodyguards were stationed downstairs.

make a run for

to know

were blocked. Felix had

a cold glare

over to Florence Sheldon, who looked ready to bolt; then to Whitney Valentine. With the ghost of a smile, he said, "Whitney, Mr. Wilson

show's not over yet-the best is

turn. She claims

everyone here those documents she's

been standing quietly by, was more than ready. She'd been waiting for the perfect moment-let Ludwik and Phineas take down

papers out for the shareholders to see. With a slow, icy smile, she pointed at the top page. "Take a good look, everyone. This is the DNA paternity test I did with Ms. Tennyson

proves, with ninety-nine percent certainty, that I-Whitney-am Parisa