When Love Is a Lie

Chapter 147 We Were Never Possible

Healizing she hadlet something slip. Any srtaubled forwy

“Did I say something wrong? Whitney, Fre always been direct. Honestly, I’minot satisfied with your performance. A suitable jih ne

for the company, for you, and for me

needs a suitable person. D’aletter

“You’re Damian’s Blancée, a position must women would deramed. We make things difficit for yearselt?Wouldn’t it be better to stay home and be Mrs. Howand? Di, setunto Imrand Group as a semetary something you’re clearly skilled at. Everyour would be happy.”

Whitney tamed back in dome, her posture straightening as the Exced her. “just a few days after joining hiversal Architecture, my design proposal was approved, and you’re saving I’m not suited for this job?

Since

med, mrendy mistake has been this one univwriting a single number in the data. But it’s not an irreversible erme. If suchamistake is unforgivable, then what about the day you forget the evaluation report for our meeting with Mr. Obrien? How do potrexgdain that?

“Otcolate, Freyred to you then should falso be blamed for thath

Ameiner, unable to ceme up with a proper response

Whitney’s irritation had been building all meming. Nomally, she would let Amy‘ scilicium slide, even pretending not to notice

Today, she woulli’s

Norland see me as some sort of rival You’re nitpicking to dive me out of Uversal Architecture,” Whitney said plainly.

went pale as the accusationhit “What nonsense are

me clarity, Noel is Damian’s cousin. We were never, and will never, he possible. So, rest easy.”

the office. Amy stood by the glass window, watching as

tac Amy had heard before. However, she had initially known about

Amy belt a strange sense of relief. At least she was sure

the same challenge. She wondered how to pash Whitney out

hadn’t seen Noel at the

nowhere to be found, either in the morning

from her family home, so Whitney moved back to the Spencer residence.

president of Universal Architecture, suddenly called Whitney into his office. He mentioned that he was already aware of her relationship with Damian and their upcoming wedding, and he

won’t mention it to anyone. If you need

a polite

she drove

her eyes welling up with tears as she gazed at her sleeping figure. “Mom, I’m getting married, Are you happy for me?

was silent except for the rhythmic beeping of

marrying someone who will make me happy. L.”

she would be happy. She didn’t want

a moment, Witney kisard Margaret’s palm gently. “Don’t worry about

the door behind her. She walked away with steady

she turned back for one last look,

Beaned against the wall, silently

been in Margaret’s anom, consulting another expert for a second upision. The diagnosis was clear–Margaret needed the newmedication, and with it, she