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?

it was all her doing! She’s

face became gloomy. “Whitney, did

you’re ready to

in Whitney’s eyes, only

a chill run through

both know 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? How shameless

her anger and she looked like she wanted to slap Rachel to knock some sense into her.

aren’t

you’re mad, Mr. Howard, come at me directly. I

tugged at Yvette, shaking her head. This was her own battle to fight, and she didn’t want her

into trouble with Damian

his hands in mock surrender and said, “Mr. Howard, as you can see, it’s not that I don’t

“It seems like Mr. York isn’t interested in working with Howard Group, then.”

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

Howard, are

us,” Damian

myself and came back

happened, the details flooded back vividly

creepy man lunged at her with red eyes and grabbed her

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

Thankfully, her sharp heel drove into

a low railing, just high enough to