When Love Is a Lie

Chapter 247 Holding Onto Dreams That Will Never Be

There was a bracelet on the ground near the car, its crystals caught the light and shimmered faintly.

lian brot down to pick it up, holding it in her hand for a closer look

From behind a nearby pillar, Whitney spotted the bracelet she instinctively glanced at her own wrist, now bare. At that moment, her heart sank

The bracelet was a gift from Yvette during a work trip, bought from a quaint little shop renowned for good luck charms. She had worn it every day since, except when she showered.

Now, her mind raced. Would Lilian recognize it?

“Do you know whose bracelet this is?” the man beside Lilian asked, noticing how carefully she was inspecting it.

*It looks familiar, Lilian replied. She pondered briefly before saying, “We haven’t found anyone hear. Let’s just leave,

The man was clearly reluctant. He asked, “we’ve only just met, and you want to leave already? How about we head to a hotel instead?”

Lilian shot him an exasperated look. “This isn’t the time for that!”

“I told you, I’ve got a plan,” the man said, wrapping his ann around her waist and sliding his hand underneath her blouse.

Her defenses crumbled in an instant. She leaned into him, her eyes softening with playful annoyance as she lightly smacked his arm. “Oh? What plan?“” “Come with me, and I’ll tell you everything, the man said as he smirked. Then, they got into the car together and drove out of the parking lot.

disappeared did Whitney step out from behind

the father. Yet her engagement to Noel was just around the comer. The man hadn’t

solution could he possibly have?

still

Whitney frowned.

with Margaret, Whitney belt

dimming by the time

hesitated. This situation couldn’t

stood at his door and

was Madelyn, dressed in understated yet elegant attire. Her hair was neatly pinned back,

“Ms. Spencer?”

bit surprised. As she noticed whitney was wearing a pair of slippers,

door and found herself

good

here for

in warning Whitney to stay in her lane and not harbor any unrealistic fantasies about her som.

Architectural institute, and I needed to discuss some

of courtesy, she stepped aside and gestured for Whitney to enter. “Come in Noel isn’t home

turned to leave, bur Madelyn’s fum vulce stopped

back. It won’t take

with no choice, Whitney

wasted no time addressing the elephant in the room after she sat down Whitney remained standing in the entryway, her fingers curling slightly as she nodded. “Yes, I