Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

"You're clever, I'll give you that. But would you really go that far with a drunk? No way you'd risk your own skin-you're slippery as an eel."

Whitney Valentine flung the photo right at her.

Mrs. Nelson's face turned pale with shock. She immediately snapped at the maid, "Go get that photo, let me see it!"

But before anyone could move, Sienna Turner snatched it up and tore it to shreds in one frantic motion.

Her hands shook, her lips trembled, but she still refused to admit anything. "You just cooked up some random photo and expect everyone to buy your lies? Whitney, you've always had it out for me.

You're just making things up to clear Sandy Turner's name, that little tramp!

Those three punks in the photo, you bribed them, didn't you? This is all your twisted setup, and I bet the doctor's report is fake too!"

She rambled on, her words tumbling over each other as she yelled.

Emma, standing nearby, looked stunned as if she had no idea what was happening, staring at Sienna in disbelief.

Sienna, her voice full of resentment, pushed at the old woman. “Grandma, I've always listened to you since I was a kid-except for loving Shane! I've kept my distance from every man but him. I have a good reputation among the upper-class girls-I'm careful, I'm clean. Don't listen to Whitney's lies!

such thing as the Lutz brothers-I don't even know

you don't?" Whitney smirked, clearly amused by Sienna's thick-skinned denial. "Funny, because last night you went to see Lionel Lutz. And he sure didn't take you home. Want me to say which hotel

face and sobbed, "Whitney, you'll say

few tricks from Florence

onto the floor. "I got footage from the

scattered on the floor. The woman in them was

you, Sienna," Mrs. Nelson said after a long, hard

to May. Grandma, this is your oh-so-innocent granddaughter She acts like she's head-over-heets for Shane Nelson, says she'll never marry anyone

really? She's just keeping

than the Lutz family. If she can snag Shane, great. But Lionel's just a little fun on the side. After all, Sienna, you're twenty-three. Not exactly a blushing

lying! All of it's

in these photos." Whitney's voice was

her squirm.

You always leave yourself a way out. Last night, you were

much you'd do anything to tear her

you set up this whole scene-pretending