When Love Is a Lie

Chapter 204

Chapter 204 1 Will Hold On

Whitney hang her head low, her face etched with pain. Tears streamed down her cheeks, one after another, as hopelessness and despair radiated from her. She felt Cutterly defeated

www.ley and devoidel pity. “Painful, Ba’t it? Enjoy it – it’s what you deserve.”

Damian’s gaze MAY

with those words, he tumed and walked est, bouding a command to those outside. “No food or waterforder?

The container door slammed shut, plunging her back into suffocating darkness.

Whitmire shifted slightly, the chains around her neck and wrids clicking with every movement, She felt like a caped animal.

Hereres caught a faint glimmer of light at her feet. Looking down, she saw a phone. Desperate, she reached for it with her free hand, clinging to a fragile sliver of

But the screen displayed “No SIM Card Of course, Damian would never have left her with a functional phone

On the screen was a paused video, showing Noel’s strikingly sculpted face, his deep–set eyes exuling coldness. Whitney’s hand brushed over the image as if she could touch him, her gare filled with longing

Her touch restarted the video. Noel’i sharp, cutting voice echoed through the container.

those things on purpose to

video had pierced her heart, making her believe for a moment that she had only been a pawn in Noel’s game against Damian. But as the video continued, his final words about deceiving her

to collect evidence against Damian. On the contrary, he had wamed her against getting involved. Everything he had said in the video was meant to mislead Damian, knowing he would record it. it was Noel’s way of telling her he would food her

worry.” Whitney

the tracker’s signal until the red dot stopped moving. His destination came into view–an abandoned factory. From a distance, he saw people bustling in and out, raming

about snoreight men, but neither Damian nor Billy was among them. Worse, Whitney was nowhere in

him that Damian had

jacket, rolled up his sleeves, and stepped

men noticed him, “Who are

hesitation, Noel kicked the man to the group, his glare cold and his demeanor menacing. He exuded an aura

the air.

frigid, like frost cutting

Noel standing over

relentless. Each punch and kick landed with the force of in, incapacitating one attacker after another. His

moments, five or six men lay sprawled on the ground.

the one Noel had planted the tracker on. The three exchanged

but Noel was unyielding. Despite being

you are getting out of this. If you want

sound of approaching

the tracker stammered, “Mr. Howard didn’t come back. He took Ms

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