Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 524

Whitney couldn't help but sneer inwardly, but softened her voice, "Grandma and Grandpa, I didn't mean anything by it. I'm just worried that Uncle Mike, being a bit introverted and naive, might get tricked into revealing Dad's condition."

"Right, with Dad still in a precarious situation, your concern makes sense," acknowledged Jared, accepting Whitney's reasoning.

Emma’s expression softened a bit as well.

After they had left, Dad’s assistant stepped forward, his gaze filled with admiration and relief as he looked at Whitney. “It’s a good thing Mr. Sheldon has a daughter like you by his side.”

“But if you were suspicious of Hugh, why didn’t you just tell Jared and Grandma directly?”

“Would they have believed me?” Whitney’s expression was cool. “Especially Grandma, who hardly accepts me as her granddaughter. But Hugh, he’s their beloved son. My only choice was to set this trap, to let them see the truth for themselves. Once Hugh’s true colors are revealed, I’ll find a way to get a DNA test between him and Florence. Then, Grandma and Grandpa will know everything. They certainly won’t allow Hugh and Holly to continue their scheming.”

The assistant nodded. “You’ve gone through a lot to protect Mr. Sheldon’s company.”

Whitney asked him for a favor, “Until Hugh is out of the picture, please keep an eye on his activities within the Sheldon Group. If necessary, leave a few informants.”

The assistant, aware his position was at risk, nodded solemnly.

Whitney’s phone rang. She saw it was Felix calling.

She wasn’t in the mood to answer, but recalling something, she quietly closed the door to the hospital room and answered, “What’s up, Felix?”

“Ms. Valentine, it’s nearly lunchtime. Mr. Lippert had someone send over some lunch for you. You’re still at the hospital, right? The delivery should be arriving soon.”

“…”

Whitney took a deep breath. “I can manage my own meals, thank you very much!”

Felix’s lips twitched—he was just the messenger.

Whitney changed her tone. “Felix, send me his bank account details.”

“Whose?... Oh, Mr. Lippert’s? I’ll send it over right away.”

Felix didn’t hesitate, regardless of what Ms. Valentine intended to do. As long as she asked for Mr. Lippert’s account details, it gave Mr. Lippert a reason to talk to Ms. Valentine.

After receiving the bank details, Whitney immediately transferred ten million to Ludwik.

She tossed her phone back into her pocket, where Tiana was waiting for her downstairs at the hospital.

But before she could reach the elevator, her phone rang again.

Pressed by the crowd, Whitney didn’t look closely at the caller ID until she heard Ludwik's deep, mellow voice, “Why are you sending money?”

Whitney inhaled sharply, glanced at the caller ID, and clenched her phone.

Her tone was polite yet distant. “Thank you for arranging Dr. Ivan for my father. I don’t need you to cover the consultation fees.”

“I’ve sent the ten million back to your account. If you want to thank me, you should do it in person.”

“…”

His unilateral decisions frustrated Whitney. “Then I’ll transfer it to your company’s account!”

“Including the remaining three hundred million for the golf course? I would accept that.”

Ludwik sounded softer now.

Whitney pressed her lips together, not responding.

He looked at his phone, his fingers resting on the table as if the black screen reflected her delicate face.

He slightly raised an eyebrow, shifted his broad shoulders, the white shirt tightening, and Ludwik's voice lowered in mock pain, “Whitney, about the herbal remedies you gave me, I might have got the dosage wrong. It’s actually made the pain worse. Can’t you come over to the Lippert mansion and show me how to use them properly?”