When Love Is a Lie

Chapter 192 We Lost Ms. Spencer

Whitney froze mid–told, herbunds clutching a blouse as Westley’s enraged voice blared through the phone.

“Mr. Howard Senior personally came to call off the engagement! What the hell did you do to make him so angry? Do you realize what this means? Without the marriage, the spencer family is finished! You’re trying to minus, aren’t you, you ungrateful bral

Her heart raced at the unexpected news. She Minked, trying to process. “You’re saying Grandpa himself came to break it off?”

“ar it hadn’t beenhim, I wouldn’t have believed

Whitner’s mind spain.

westley formed.

furious about Stella’s scandal with Emily, Rebecca faced Stella to move to Solaria under the guise of “meeting a new suitor. But everyone knew it was just a way to sweep the messunder the nig. With her sister out of the picture, Westley had timed all his hopes onto Whitney, banking everything on her marriage to Damian to revive the Sprinos family

But now, even that was shipping through his fingen.

When he left, Mr. Howard Senior said, “It was my mistake. They’re just not a good match It’s better to call it off now” And then he had the audacity to tell me to stop interfering with the younger generation!”

Whitney could almost see Westley’s face, red with sage, as he paced hack and faith in his office.

“You’re going to march over to the Howard residence right now and fix this Apologize, grovel do whatever it takes You hear me? if you don’t, you’ll drag this

phone away from her ear,

for a

trip? Are you insane? Do you think your job

responding. She ended the call and tossed her phone

office, her mind chumed.

back to his parting words: “If you don’t want to come, don’t make excuses.

anticipated this? Did he already know she had

Her fingers tapped

obstacle. With it dissolved, she finally had her treedom. Did she still need to send the

family, shielding her even

handle Damlan. It would protect the Howard name

was what she’d

already waiting in her car at the office, with an impatient look

my car,” Amy said, gesturing to the passenger seat of

and climbed in “How long will we be in

pulling out of the lot.

highway, Whitney sent Yvette a quick text letting her how

a quiet rest area a few hours into the

restroom,” Amy said,

replied, unbuckling

no noise. As Whitney entered, she heard the sound of water running. Amy was already at

Whitney finished, the sink was empty, water still gushing from the faucet. She