When Love Is a Lie

Chapter 200 She Is Your Fiancée, Not Mine

Whitney had no idea how long Damian would be gone. If she tried to escape now and got caught, there would be no second chance, Instead, she pretended to stretch her amwand legs in the constant, all the while discreetly observing her summomdings.

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Tvery exit still had two guards posted, and match moved about the countyard at regular intervals. It was no wonder Damian felt confident leaving her The chances it escape were slim almost nonexistent.

e her umestrained.

But stam didn’t mean impossible.

Whitney caught sight of the maid who had let her sanity supplies the night before. The womanha jest emerged from a room, likely after cleaning it.

“stiss, thank you for your help yesterday,”Whitney said, initiating a concitationi.

The maid looked smeary, giving a slight shake of her head but staying silent.

“I’d like to perpare something Damianlikes to eat. Do you kisiw when he’ll be back?”

The maid shook her head again, clearly not permitted to talk to her,

Whitney recalled how even the people delivering food to be at the factory never spoke. She tried another angle. “Is Mr. Enson amond? Maybe I can ask him

This time, the mail gestured with her!

wasn’t time

minor issue, Damian would’ve sent Billy alone. Forneither of them to be around, it had to be something significant. That meant Damian might not

to my Loom? I’m feeling hungry,”

her door with atray of food, only to find the door slightly ajar Pushing it open, she stepped inside–but the

searched the room,

quickly drew the guards

Lawsonspecifically said to watch her closely. If

and search! She can’t have gone far.

we inform Mr. Lawson?”

vet rund

rushed out, leaving the courtyard

the room to ensure it was empty before stepping out. She crept to the doorway and coumed

her

the address, drying miles outside Seabourke and winding through mountainous roads befoer arriving at an

conducting a thorough search to ensure he was unamed

for a luxurious leather couch where Damian sat, a wooden coffee table before him adorned with a

and coffee equipment

to the opposite couch, “St

two men appeared relaxed, their demeanor casual

even think about the consequences?”

you ever considered that we’re family before deciding to investigate me? Danian’s smile was warm, his tone light,

expression lacked any genuine wamoth “If you had nothing to hide, I wouldn’t have found anything that

Damian shrugged mochalar

with disdain. “Everything I’ve done has her for the Howard Group’s future. It’s Gandpa who’s stuck in the past, Den ligid to