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.”

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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

You’re nitpicking

went pale as the accusationhit “What nonsense are you talking

is Damian’s cousin. We

office. Amy stood by the

tac Amy had heard before.

out, Amy belt a strange sense of relief. At least she was sure now–Whitney

the same challenge. She wondered how to pash Whitney

hadn’t seen Noel at the Howard residence.

or due to his busy schedule, he was nowhere to be found, either in the morning er at night. Time flew by,

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

that he was already aware of her relationship with Damian and their upcoming wedding, and he proactively offered her

been discreet about this. Don’t worry, I won’t mention it to anyone. If you need

polite smile. “Thank

drove straight to the hospital,

with tears as she gazed at

the rhythmic beeping

sure I’m marrying someone who will make me happy. L.” Her words faltered as she held Margaret’s hand and pressed it to her

bring herself to say she would be happy. She didn’t want to lie. Dat admitting the truth to Margaret felt even more unbearable

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

door behind her. She walked away with steady

one last look, her gaze firm and resolute

down the hall, Noel Beaned against the wall, silently

Wuttery attired, Noel had already been in Margaret’s anom, consulting another expert for a second