When Love Is a Lie

Chapter 130 Both of Them Come to Pick Her Up After Work

Back at Universal Architecture, Amy immediately asked Whitney to follow her in the office.

“Although you managed to salvage the situation, the earlier mistake still stands. You’re given the company a bad impression,”

Amy leaned back in her chair with her arms crossed, her posture condescending “Your evaluation will be marked down.

“Hundentand.”

Whitney didn’t argue. The meeting had indeed been delayed for half an hour because of her. In a big company, every minute counted.

“Leave.” Amy wwed her hand dismissively.

Whitney humed and walked out. Beata, who saw her leading Amy’s office, noticed she didn’t seem happy. “How did it go? Was the meeting successful?

“Not sovich. It almost got canceled “

Beata’s eyes widened in surprise as Whitney recounted the situation

“That’s a bit too coincidental. Your file went missing on your laptop and your USB drive was infected with a virus? it’s a good thing you were cautious and had a backup.“Beata sighed in sympathy.

Whitney had also felt that something was off Unless she was experiencing early–onset dementia and lud forgotten deleting the file, it was impossible for something like this to happen. Someone had tampered with her laptop i

had a backup on her USB drive.

She started to think back to every detail before the meeting. She vaguely remembered using the preparations with Beata when Amy happened to leave her

office.

Architectural Institute, she was called to register her

went to the restroom, which would’ve given enough time for someone to tamper

had been accepted, several

Amy. But Amy’s motive seemed clearer since she had feelings

her look bad in front of him, possibly even get her lacked off the project and out of Universal

Architecture.

hand and become an architect, but

the joumey was filled

hadn’t driven berself today, she had to take a

hour, and the area around Universal Architecture was crowded with people waiting for cabs. Even berride–sharing app showed a queue of

different street

out to haill a cab, a black Maybach slowly paled up in front of her. Damian stepped out of

and opened the

to put on an art. I’m not getting in your car,”

said coldly, taking a few steps forward as she continued to watch the

getting in my car, whose car are you getting

laced with insinuation, but Whitney

far from

got out and, not noticing Damian, said, “Ms. Spencer, Mr. Howard is waiting for

at her

headache coming on. It seemed like both of them had come to pick her up afterwork.

to Noel’s car “You gave Whitney a ride in the moming. Now, you’re picking her up after work. If we weren’t family, I’d

the evening. I on the

before smiling, his tone turning playful. “Noel, you’re overthinking it. Since

Η

reached out to pull Whitney into