Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 422

Ludwik glanced down at Florence, concern etched deeply on his face.

The young woman, anxiety written all over her, hurriedly shook her head at him. "Grandma was just panicked. How could she drag you into this, Ludwik? When it comes to the company's wealth, I... I really wasn't interested. But, you know, Dad truly adores my sister."

"He showers her with lavish gifts, and it might upset Mom, and naturally, it would upset me too. But I don't want to put you in a tough spot; I'll get over my sadness in no time."

Her attempt to stop him came with a bitter smile, yet her cheeks were pale, her breathing heavy, a tear shimmering in the corner of her eye, clearly distressed, as if she might faint any second!

Ludwik furrowed his brow, remembering the doctor's advice – he couldn't let her condition worsen. Any emotional turmoil could prove too much for her fragile heart, potentially endangering her ability to undergo a crucial blood transfusion for her mother.

Yet, the Sheldon family remained oblivious to her plight.

His heart chilled, Ludwik finally stopped looking at Whitney, his tone icy as he addressed Jared, "10% of the shares isn't a trivial matter. Such a grand gift for a daughter who's just returned seems excessive. Florence deserves her fair share too. If she's not up to managing it, she could always appoint a professional manager. You can't mistreat her, favoring one over the other just because she's not versed in business matters."

Whitney, gripping the woman in her arms, finished her piece.

'Favoritism?' She stared at his indifferent face, feeling the sting of betrayal. How could he express such favoritism towards Florence in front of her, his ex-wife, with whom he shared two sons? Had he forgotten all their shared moments?

In his bid to secure benefits for Florence, he had coldly slapped Whitney in the face with his indifference, embarrassing her publicly.

Returning to the Sheldon family, she wasn't saddened or frightened. But his joining forces against her, siding with those who wished to 'exclude' her, inflicted a deep, piercing pain. Once again, his indifference had defeated her. Whitney clenched the edge of the table to steady herself.

A cold smirk floated in her eyes as she let out a clear laugh, "So, this is what Ludwik thinks!"

Ludwik's expression stiffened, his features becoming inscrutable.

Florence glanced at the defeated Whitney, a touch of emotion crossing her face. "Ludwik, you've really made an enemy of my sister for my sake… why bother?"

With a heavy sigh, he wasn't doing it for her, but for her 'well-being,' "Feeling better, Florence?"

"With what you just said, I'm not sad at all. Even if Dad gave all the shares to my sister, I'd be happy for her…"

"That's good. Just calm down, Florence," he reassured her gently.

Whitney felt a bitter taste spread in her mouth as she bit down, drawing blood. As they flaunted their affection without restraint, with Florence's coquettish complaints and Ludwik's anxious concern, her eyes reddened with rage.

She hadn't intended to fight for the inheritance; the Sheldon family's wealth meant nothing to her, with her pride, capability, and career. But at that moment, her heart shattered, anger overwhelming her.