When Love Is a Lie

Chapter 99 A Strange Sweet Feeling

Everyone turned to Rachel after Whitney’s words. Rachel’s eyes darted around, clearly avoiding eye

contact.

Rachel couldn’t possibly admit that she was the one who had arranged for the creepy man to come and

that she had locked the door herself.

She had imagined Whitney would be utterly humiliated and discarded by Damian like trash.

Just as she was relishing the thought, she heard a scream from inside the room, followed by silence. She

hoped nothing bad had happened.

She was more worried about the whole situation going wrong, but not about Whitney.

Fearing things had taken a bad turn, she quickly opened the door and rushed in.

The creepy man was clutching his foot in pain, yet there was a twisted grin on his face, almost as if he

were enjoying himself.

Rachel didn’t pay much attention. She had scanned the room and realized Whitney was gone. She saw the slightly open back door and cursed herself. She had completely forgotten about it.

Rachel felt angry and annoyed, turned to the creepy man and shouted, “You couldn’t even handle one

woman? You’re useless! And you think you can handle any woman at all?”

Suddenly, the creepy man looked up, licking his lips with a nasty smile, as if he had just found a new

target.

“What are you looking at? I’m the one

a feverish desire and felt like he was about to explode, with his eyes bloodshot he shouted, “The other one escaped, but now I’ve got you.

insane!” Rachel’s face twisted in horror. She turned and ran toward the door, but just

strong hand grabbed her

door handle, but the creepy man was too strong. He pulled her back inside and kicked the door shut so forcefully that the lock broke.

her,

disheveled. Rachel screamed and struggled

toward the half–open back

man had expected this. He locked the door from the inside and threw

the table by the bed. Without thinking, she grabbed it

asked. She could see the panic on Rachel’s face, and it was

Strange Sweet

to stay here,” Rachel whimpered and grabbed his sleeve. Her tearful eyes brimming with vulnerability.

at her and paused for a moment before saying

held tightly to

blocking their path. “Hold on!

leave!”

cold and said, “Ms. Jennings, I suggest you stay out of this.”

something. If she wasn’t guilty, why can’t she

protecting her? Is she your fiancée, or

flashing in

make baseless accusations.” Damian said

stepped forward, shielding

something, there will be proof. We can investigate how that man entered the Manor, how my

a pointed, look at Rachel, who looked down and her

“Reporting it to the police will attract a lot of attention. One is Howard family’s adopted great–granddaughter, and the other is my fiancée. Do you want to

attention. One whisper would lead to countless prying

furious? Or worse, end up in the hospital