Whitney raised an eyebrow and looked at Monica with amusement as if she were watching a court jester perform.
Standing beside her, L. towered with an impeccable posture, blatantly ignoring Monica as if she were beneath
his notice.
‘Let’s get going,” he said, turning with an air of distinction.
Whitney followed him, delicate and soft, which only made him seem more imposing.
Simon watched from behind, his eyes simmering with an intense, fiery anger,
“Whitney!” He barked, halting her in her tracks.
Monica’s face soured instantly.
Whitney paused, and L. glanced at her. “I need to take a call. The driver will pick you up. Can you handle that?”
She nodded with a faint smile.
With a cool glance back, Whitney watched Simon approach, eyeing L as he walked away to take his call. “Who the hell is that guy?” Simon demanded.
“None of your damn business.”
“How can you associate with riffraff? Whitney, have you sunk so low?”
“At least I’m not scavenging for coins in the gutter.”
Her words stung Monica and Simon, and onlookers struggled to suppress their laughter.
Monica’s face turned icy while Simon’s expression grew colder. He grabbed Whitney’s hand and sneered, “Riffraff without a car, right? He’s probably riding a motorcycle. I’ll take you home!”
The sound of his car keys jingled, and the headlights of a Lamborghini flashed.
Monica feigned concern as she approached. “Oh dear sister, you must have walked here, right? You should be careful, especially being pregnant, even if the father’s identity is a mystery. Let Simon and me take you home. What if something happens to you on that motorcycle?”
The elite ladies nearby cast disdainful glances at Whitney. As beautiful as she was, it baffled them why she would be with a thug.
Whitney remained silent.
an ultra–luxury car approached, and when the onlookers recognized it,
car, but the consecutive numbers on
a license plate number symbolized power, something even the elite of Banyan City could not
Whose car was this?
driver stepped out, respectfully calling, “Ms. Valentine, your car
With a knowing smile, Whitney swept past the stunned Monica, Yvonne, and Preston, and gracefully
cloud of exhaust
involved with? That
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family!” Yvonne interjected with scorn. “She’s ruined. She’s just latched onto some guy with a fake
the core but feigning sorrow, added,
could Whitney
bubbled within him. Whitney was supposed to be his–all of her beauty, excellence, and capabilities should have
separate cars,
“Did I
had instructed Tiana to drug Monica
driver had bought some dog meat
witnessed her supposed madness, making
jumping around, but too bad for Monica–just as she stepped into high society, you kicked her out again. And that resort contract won’t do her any
Whitney replied, distracted by her fake husband and missing
from the car. L, already there, stood elegantly, smoking a cigarette–a mature man with a dangerously attractive
nodded for her to wait as
the smoke cleared, he approached her
she said. “My mother gave them to me. They’ve been with me through everything. I should’ve picked them
L
in the evening breeze like an
and
wouldn’t have my dogs!” She said,
“Hmph.”
her. “But you really shouldn’t use that license
mouth twitched in
assistant grimaced, feeling sorry for the plate for being mistaken as
headed
at an important event. “Did you come back
pause and deep gaze
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