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.

saw two middle–aged men in black suits holding wine glasses, pressuring Helena to drink Helena’s cheeks

“Wait here for Yvette. I’ll go check it out.”

said, already moving

only start a fight. Those two are likely

fimi look, leaving no room for argument, before

to Helena’s lips, and she overheard him say, “Ms. Howard, I ordered this wine just for you. It has a low

”

to work with your company. How about this? I’ll owe you this glass and treat you to dinner another day–there

was visibly drunk, her mind remained sharp. She low better than to fall for the same excuse about t

that this man–Charles Jackson–had

a glance with the other middle–aged man, who then placed a contract on the table. “Ms. Howard, Mr. Jackson always keeps his word. Look, we even brought

quickly slid it aside. “As long

like a predator. She immediately suspected that there was something

long time, and they were down to the final step. Helena didn’t want

Seabourke Architectural Institute past called to schedule an impromptu meeting. He asked for you specifically,” Whitney said with a subtle wink as she walked up to her.

for Helena, they surely wouldn’t get in the way. Helena imanediately y caught on and stood up. “Apologies, Mr. Jackson. I have to leave. Mr. Howard

wasn’t about to compromise herself. The excuse also

I arranged this meeting with you first, Ms. Howard,” Charles said, showing no

gaze to Whatury, his eyes lighting up. “Are you also from Ms. Howard’s law

I don’t recall seeing