When Love Is a Lie

Chapter 199 An Unforgettable Experience

Noel returned to Coaska Heights after leaving the Howard residence. Dariel was already waiting for him at the entrance.

“Rachel was taken from a children’s clothing store in the mall. The car used was numming on take plates, and Damian’s movements can’t be tracked someone wiped his trail clean,” Dariel reported as they stepped inside. Noel shrugged off his coat, listening intently.

“We did find the van, though,” ariel continued, “It was abandoned in Peaceville, Whoever was driving it had solid counter surveillance skills. They managed to avoid most of the cameras. We only picked it up near the town’s ent

Noel paused for a moment, considering the situation. “Take three people and head to Fraceville. Keep the team small. I’m meeting Damiantomorrow, so risk drawing attention. You’ll need to be discreet”

Daniel frowned, concem etched on his face. “It’s too dangerous for you to meet him alone. If Damian makes a move, wouldn’t it be better to involve the authorities? We could use this opportunity to apprebend him.”

“Noel said fimnly. “We still don’t lanew Whitney’s whereabouts Icart riskit.”

Damian wasn’t just unpredictable–he was unhinged. A madman like him was capable of anything, and Noel couldn’t afford to gamble with Whitney’s 1!!.

Daniel hesitated but eventually relented. “Understood. I’ll leave for Peaceville tonight”

sounded, and the door dicked up hadn’t changed the code since buying the property. Everything inside was just as it had been before Whitney left, hurriedly selling

the kitchen. He could almost see Whitney standing there, coolding. His voice dropped to

him further would only provoke his anger, undoing all the groundwork she had painstakingly

smule, she softly said, “Of course I want to, but

yet convincingly demure. The subtle act only fanned the flames in Damian‘ He couldn’t tear his gaze away, his desire

into his arms and carried her swiftly to the bedroom. He set her

heard,” Damian murmured, shedding his jacket

blurted, her voice

patience was wearing

I’m not used to it,” she said, shielding

he walked over to turn off the

knew she had run out of excuses. Her hand crept toward the bedside table, feeling for

her ear, “I’ll make this an

ashtray. She changed her mind. 11 he violated her, the scars would

knock shattered the moment. “Mr.

Billy’s anxious voice came from outside the door. Damien froze, lifting his head from

sound of the door closing echoed in the silence. Whitney remained on the bed, clutching the ashtray, her back damp