Chapter 187 The Truth

Whitney found

sactions with an ndhhore gambling company. This was clear exdence of Damian’s money Lendering activit martastamihai with finncial matters, aded netwonly, “Didi

tise of tirednin the hal

pidse toed as she pickly tramfend the files fisher phone. “Wes With this, Dunamis looktog at spending the rest of his life in pris

spriemerdingeas. Thisbertpket and of the

web of lies and manipulation. Tenthough the knew exposing. Damitan could break Elijah’s heart, the Believed he was an honest min at his come the would never stand by and let Damian dermy

crimm the criquider, Whitney sent the

Watching her willowide eye

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Rachel won stunned toas kilegre. She hadn’t plained on doing much in the first place. Treeniginal

take the money tedisappear abroad.

the rest

a portion of the famir

replied matter–of–factly. “And since you’re carrying his child, I’ll

hand, Whitney began dating a formal letter of

leg, had fully healed, and she could walk with

she made her way

time to leave the

the housekeeper where he was, they told her he was in his study, She

it’s Whitury,” she called

warm voice replied.

opened the doocta find Elijah

painting looks,” he said without

pdesk.:

had come to say goodbye but decided not to rush it. She walked over to the desk and

Hawless, precise strokes, the characters embodied integrity and strength. They seemed to reflect Elijah’s unwavering moral compass

she had hidden so much from him. Cuilt gnawed ather “Wher so quiet?” Elijah asked, looking up at her. “What’s wrong? Is my writing so bad you don’t know how

at all. Your painting is incredible. It looks like it belongs in a gallery. It’s as good as ampmaster’s

clucided, lüs eyes crinking with amusement “You’ve gottenbetter at flattery, but your

the word ‘Truth”

be asked Histone

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her nails digging into her palin. She couldn’t meet his

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