When Love Is a Lie

hapter 98 How Did You Get In

Everyone turned in surprise toward the door when they heard the sound. There stood Whitney, unharmed, with only a damp spot on her clothes as evidence of the ordeal.

Yvette ran over quickly. “Are you okay? Did you get hurt? You scared me!”

She was the one who brought Whitney here and didn’t accompany her to change clothes. If something happened to Whitney today, she would never forgive herself.

“I’m fine. See? All in one piece.” Whitney said, stretching her arms and doing a little spin.

Yvette was finally relieved. “Thank goodness. When we saw you weren’t here, Noel was about to go and check the security footage.”

She realized that the flash of urgency she had seen in Noel’s eyes earlier wasn’t frustration–it was worry.

Whitney looked at him again. His dark, deep–set eyes now concealed any trace of emotion.

“Ms. Spencer, what exactly happened? Thomas looked at Rachel and then at Whitney.

“Why was Rachel in your room, and who was that man? You said you were going back to change, but your came in from outside?”

Thomas’s question made everyone notice something was wrong.

Yvette was puzzled. “Yeah, how did you end up outside?”

Whitney looked inside and saw Damian holding a pale–faced Rachel close. The sight left her feeling strangely indifferent.

Rachel saw her and suddenly erupted in a crazed scream, “It was you! You did this to me! You wicked

woman!”

out a cold laugh. “I did this to you? What exactly did I do to you, Rachel? Tell

and cried to Damian, “Uncle Damian, it was all her doing! She’s the one who set

gloomy. “Whitney, did

you’re ready to pin the blame

disappointment in Whitney’s eyes,

a chill run through him.

what kind of person you are. We’d be lucky if you weren’t scheming against us, and now you have the nerve to turn around and blame Whitney?

hold back her anger and she looked like she wanted to slap Rachel to knock some sense

at Thomas. “Mr. York, aren’t you

Mr. Howard, come at me

own battle to fight, and

getting into trouble with Damian on her account.

not that I don’t want to intervene, it’s that she’s too formidable. I can’t

Mr. York isn’t interested in

the two?” Thomas laughed, as if he was joking but his

a cold tone. “Mr. Howard, are you planning to blindly accuse everyone here without knowing

to us,” Damian said as his gaze

steadily, “I spilled juice on myself and came back to change. I noticed. someone

what happened, the details flooded back vividly in her

the door couldn’t open, a creepy man lunged at her

strength, punching and kicking him, but the man only seemed to grow more excited, like he was under

foot with her stiletto heel. Thankfully, her sharp heel drove into his foot, making

a low railing, just high enough to climb