Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

“Spit on them, boys! Break this old fool!” They shouted.

After having their fun, the assailants left, cursing as they went.

Yvonne, her beauty marred, spoke with venom yet dared not curse, “Sir, who were they? They seem to be ordinary thugs, but we haven’t crossed anyone like them recently!”

A realization struck Preston. “It’s Whitney… Didn’t she get mixed up with some riffraff? Tonight, I tricked her into a miscarriage, and she got them to retaliate! The ungrateful wench. And it’s your fault for that rotten idea, making me please Monica by getting rid of her child!”

Yvonne replied with cold resentment, “I was just trying to keep Monica happy for Simon, okay? If we get rid of Whitney, we keep control of the company.”

She kept babbling as Preston was busy calling an ambulance.

Then, looking at the news on his phone, Preston’s face turned pale as a sheet.

[Breaking News: The Valentine Corporation’s CEO’s wife, a former adult film star!]

[High society lady, Yvonne Valentine, involved in explicit videos, supported by wealthy businessmen.]

[Preston Valentine, the fall guy.]

the darkness, the phone screen shone brightly; Yvonne saw it

purple with anger, received a mocking text from a business tycoon, [Preston, your wife’s trending! Was

in those words infuriated Preston, who was extremely conscious of his

ragged breathing, Yvonne said guiltily, “That’s not

“You had so many sordid affairs

It’s too coincidental

how could they call me a fall guy? Get out!” Preston, spitting blood in

topic remained high the next

The next day.

awoke and saw the news, her first thought

called her, and the girl, still groggy from sleep, confessed without denial, “Yeah, it was me. I dug up all of Yvonne’s dirty laundry overnight and gave her a five–day

Yvonne and Preston got beaten up

Samaritan was who avenged you? So

Beaten up

night

me.”

A slight smile curved her lips.

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