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!”

let out a cold laugh. “I did this to you? What exactly did I do to

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

became gloomy. “Whitney,

without even hearing my side, you’re ready

disappointment in Whitney’s eyes, only

felt a chill run through

us, and now

like she wanted to slap Rachel to knock some sense

looked coldly at Thomas. “Mr. York, aren’t you

name. If you’re mad, Mr. Howard, come at

at Yvette, shaking her head. This was her own battle

trouble with Damian on

you can see, it’s not that I don’t want to

“It seems like Mr. York isn’t

Mr. Howard. Why mix the two?” Thomas laughed, as if he was joking but his eyes glinted

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

Damian said as his

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

she recounted what happened, the details flooded back vividly in

found the door couldn’t open, a creepy man lunged at her with red eyes and

with all her strength, punching and kicking him, but the man only seemed to grow more excited, like he

she stomped hard on his foot with her stiletto heel. Thankfully, her sharp heel drove into his foot, making him scream

low railing, just high enough to climb and jump over. She vaulted over and leapt down, landing