Love beyond the mask (Whitney)

Chapter 14

Whitney knew he was jesting, her ears warming at the thought.

But then his gaze turned chilly, “Sitting with you, I was mistaken for a thug.”

Whitney caught the blame in his voice.

But at least it proved Tiana was wrong; he was not some gang leader. Who was he, then, to command © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

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The next day, at the hospital.

Roselyn’s face was ashen as she had her arm set, her voice filled with resentment. “Monica, the whole

group chat thing has spread. I’m the laughingstock now. Whitney slapping me is like slapping you. You

have to avenge this for me!”

Monica’s face clouded over. “What happened with the black card?”

“It just stopped working. But it can’t be related to that thug; he admitted he was a thug himself.”

Monica felt a twinge of satisfaction. Ha, as if Whitney could snag a wealthy man.

The owner of the Southern Elegance Club must have stopped the black card. Only, she did not know

how she had offended him.

Annoyed, Monica was interrupted by a call from Simon. “Monica, are you at the hospital? My mother

wants to see her grandchild. Why don’t you let her accompany you for an ultrasound?”

His voice held anticipation, but Monica stiffened noticeably.

She tugged at her lips, feigning a girlish pout. “What’s the rush, darling? The baby’s not even three

months along. You can’t tell anything now! Let’s just wait until I’m a bit further along, alright?”

“But…”

“Ugh! Simon, I… I think I’m gonna be sick again…”

“Alright, go on then. I’ll come and check on you once I’m done here.”

Monica quickly dismissed him, ending the call, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Roselyn looked over with concern. “Monica, the baby…”

To persuade Simon to kidnap Whitney, Monica resorted to fabricating a pregnancy.

The further along she faked it, the harder it became to conceal. She had considered actually getting

pregnant during this time, but she had already lost two pregnancies that belonged to others.

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Damn it!

Her eyes flickered with a sudden thought, and she sneered at Roselyn. “You said you wanted me to get

back at her for you? Then find out where Whitney is.”

Framing Whitney would be the perfect move. Simon cherished the idea of a child so much that he

would go after that woman with a vengeance.

And Monica would no longer have to worry about Whitney being alive to threaten her.

Roselyn understood instantly and smiled, heading off to take care of it.

At the hotel.

Whitney slipped out of the guest room–she was there to get a handle on one of Skye Gem Ltd’s minor

shareholders. The guy was greedy and lustful, making him easy to manipulate. If she wanted to take

down Monica in the upcoming jewelry contest, she needed an insider, and Whitney had her eye on

him.

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“Tsk, the old guy’s still got it, playing with two at a time.” Tiana’s voice came through disdainfully in the

earpiece.

Whitney sat in the lounge, about to remove the tiny camera hidden in her blouse, when Tiana

mentioned the signal was poor and told her to wait a moment.

So, Whitney picked up a glass of water to take a sip.

Then, the sound of high heels clicked from behind.

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