When Love Is a Lie

Chapter 221 Let Her Have a Taste of Her Own Medicine

When Whitney arrived at Phoenix Hotel, Westley was already waiting The entrance.

“You’re lare. Mr. Scott is already waiting,” he said in armoyance as Whitney exited the car

He hastily urged Whitney into the private room.

she stopped and reminded him calmly, “I’m already here. You haven’t fulfilled your promise yet “

Westley furrowed his brows. “I’m your father, Will Leven lie to you?”

Whitney replied with an emotionlesssmile. “Of course, your won’t. All you do is threati

unt,” Westley said.

“Alright, alright. I’ll transter five million dollars right now in front of you Duce everything is done, I’ll transfer the remaining amount,

She had no choice but to contact him last night

They had reached an agreement 11 Wlamey agreed to meet Oliver, Wesley would pay for the remainder of the medical

“Don’t worry. ” Westley kept his phone and showed a gentle expression. “I’m doing this for your own good. Marrying into the Scott family brings you no harm, after all: You never understand the things I do for you as a father.”

emotionless “I’m not add anymore. There’s no need for you to pretend before me. I’ll do as you want, and you’ll keep

saw a man with graying hair

mound. His face was covered with

Whitney, his already narrow eyes squinted into a line, showing a

lecherous gaze kept observing every part of Whitney. He wished he could wrap every part

by his gaze.

Whitney, Westley Introduced with a wide

so much prettier in person than in the photo. Mr. Spencer, or should I call you Westley from now on? You don’t have to call me Mr. Scott We’ll be a family soon, so I should have the same seniority as

by

actual age, he looked way older

right, Oliver. We’ll be a family soon. So moving forward,

be Horizon Group’s trouble, too,” Oliver said while his

crawling on the back of her hand when Oliver touched it, so

smile and said, “She’s just shy! She just got out of

Wintney with furrowed eyes and said, “Whitney, pour Mr.

glare. He was hinting her would break the

tunk a deep breaths before standing up and pouring wine for Me Scum. She politely handed it to Oliver with both hands. “I’m sorry, Mr. Scott.

pervertedeyes with his belly potted out. He wished he could swallow Whitney whole right

feisty woman!” Oliver said, “You can call me Ollie, Mr.

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before stroking it

cinated her brows. She felt like a Housand ants were crowding