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

Damian and Billy were absent, Whitney’s mind raced. If it were a minor issue, Damian would’ve sent Billy alone. Forneither of them to be around, it

some food to my Loom? I’m feeling hungry,” Whitney requested with

of food, only to find the door slightly ajar Pushing it open, she stepped inside–but the room was empty.

the tray down and searched the room, calling

quickly drew the guards into

we do? Mr. Lawsonspecifically said to watch her closely. If she’s gone we’re shed!” one of them fitted

and search! She can’t have

inform Mr. Lawson?”

vet rund berties!”

rushed out, leaving the courtyard eerily quiet

later, the wardrobe door creaked opm. Whitney peeked out, scanning the room to ensure it was empty before stepping out. She crept to the doorway and coumed the courtyard was deserted–guards

Whitney made her move

drying miles outside Seabourke and winding through mountainous roads befoer arriving at an abandoned, unfinished

as he stepped out of the car, conducting a thorough search to ensure he was

the room was space except for a luxurious leather couch where Damian sat, a wooden

and coffee equipment

Noel, Damian gestured to the

Damian placed it in front of him. The two men appeared relaxed, their demeanor casual

you even think about the consequences?” Noel asked, taking a small sip

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

lacked any genuine wamoth “If you had nothing to hide, I wouldn’t have found anything that your ambition has made you reddess. be you even think about what

Damian shrugged mochalar

tone laced with disdain. “Everything I’ve done has her for the Howard Group’s future. It’s Gandpa who’s

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