When Love Is a Lie

Chapter 241 Unless He Shows Up

“Helena just called. It might have been a misdial, but I heard someone trying to force her to drink Whit, call her and ask where she is,” Matthew said urgently. unable to call back as the traffic light turned green.

Whitney pulled out her phone. “Okay, I’ll call her. Don’t worry.”

When she unlocked her screen, she noticed unread messages in the group chat between ber, Helena, and Wette.

Ten minutes ago, Helena had sent a message. “Sos!”

She had even attached a location.

Five minutes ago, Yvette had already replied, “Omy way, Hang light!”

To

Whitney hadn’t noticed the notifications earlier because her phone had been on silent. She opened the location it was a restaurant and sent the address to Matthew, who immediately navigated these

Thankfully, they were only about ten minutes away. When they arrived, Matthew shed inside first, with Whitney following closely behind

The restaurant had a sophisticated ambiance, designed in a traditional courtyard style, with semi–open private dining rooms “There,” Matthew said sharply, pointing across the room.

two middle–aged men in black suits holding wine glasses, pressuring Helena to drink Helena’s cheeks were flushed. Though she was able to sit upright, it was clear

and turned to Matthew. “Wait here

Matthew said,

start a fight. Those two are likely Helena’s clients. You can’t just beat them up. Stay here and wait for Yvette, okay?

leaving no room for argument, before walking briskdy toward

middle–aged men with a receding hairline raised his glass to Helena’s lips, and she overheard him say, “Ms. Howard, I ordered this wine just for you. It has a low alcohol percentage. If you can finish this

”

How about this? I’ll owe you this glass and treat you to dinner another day–there glasses on

She low better than to fall for the same excuse about t used

this

the table. “Ms. Howard, Mr.

but the man quickly slid it aside. “As long as you finish

a predator. She immediately suspected that there was something wrong with the

for a long time, and they were

you are. Mr. Howard of Seabourke Architectural Institute past called to schedule an impromptu meeting. He asked for you specifically,” Whitney said with a subtle

if even the chief designer of Seabourke Architectural Institute was looking for Helena, they surely wouldn’t get in the way. Helena imanediately y caught on and

to compromise herself. The excuse also gave the other party a way

shouldn’t there? After all, I arranged this meeting with you first, Ms. Howard,” Charles said, showing no

his gaze to Whatury, his eyes lighting up. “Are you also from

I don’t recall seeing you there