Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 693

Assistant: "The guy's a total catch - handsome, loaded, and his career’s skyrocketing."

Audrey smirked, "Of course. After all, fresh is always more appealing. That other woman, she’s practically second-hand at best. He mentioned he hasn’t even touched Whitney yet, finds it distasteful."

"Tsk tsk, Mr. Lutz is just paying lip service when he says he loves her. What man wouldn’t mind his wife being with someone else?"

Audrey glanced in a particular direction, playfully beckoning with her finger.

The assistant leaned in closer.

Audrey laughed aloud, "Do you know why he’s still with that woman?"

"Why? If it were me, I’d have kicked her to the curb already."

"He’s got big ambitions. If it weren’t for her being from one of the top families in Emperor City, he wouldn’t bother."

"This guy’s going places, so he’s being extra cautious now."

"He’s not reliable either. Besides me, he’s playing the field."

"Maybe he was too repressed trying to impress Whitney before. Now, it’s all coming back to bite."

"Just yesterday, he was at the club, but that naive girl has no clue about his escapades."

"Ha. Faith, you gotta lock him down and push for a divorce ASAP."

"Once the baby’s here, everything will fall into place. Let’s get going, he’s laying low for now."

"He’s bold, booking the presidential suite directly."

Audrey scoffed, "That’s where you’re clueless. This hotel’s been in long-term business with the Lutz Group,"

"Who would suspect he’s there for a fling?"

"When he comes out later, just call a few execs for a meeting, and who could prove otherwise?"

After finishing her tale, Audrey threw a meaningful look towards the stairwell.

The two walked away, laughing.

Tiana, hiding in the fire escape, felt her chest about to explode with anger.

Finally, feeling a chill down her spine.

She stared hard at the presidential suite door, waiting for Bryce to emerge.

Instead, several male executives appeared and knocked on the door.

Bryce opened it, checking his surroundings before welcoming them, "Come in for the meeting."

Tiana seethed, staring at his face. Such a shameless man.

Taking a photo now was pointless.

Audrey was right; he was just ‘having a meeting.’

Even if she exposed him to Whitney, he’d just show the business contract with the hotel, and Tiana would be speechless.

And Whitney might even believe him.

This wouldn’t do...

Tiana decided to cool off, realizing they’d underestimated Bryce. They thought he was gentle, open-minded, morally upright, and lovestruck.

But from Audrey's words, it was clear he was much more cunning.

Tiana shivered at the thought.

Maybe he truly despised Whitney, using her for her background, not out of love.

Could he be plotting against the Sheldon Group?

She shivered again, thinking he might despise Whitney enough to let Audrey carry his child, possibly leaving Whitney and seizing her assets.

Tiana’s breathing hitched.

Tiana shuddered, realizing if she spoke up now, Bryce would deny everything.

Without evidence and with Bryce’s acting skills, she’d likely be shut down.

Especially with others in the room, like Keegan and Yael, who seemed to approve of Bryce.

Would they believe her baseless accusations?

Her mind was a mess, urging herself to stay calm.

Whitney turned to Bryce, "Dinner’s almost ready. But Tiana just called me over to talk. What’s it about?"

With everyone’s eyes on her, and Sammy there too, the timing couldn’t be worse.

Without solid proof, she reluctantly swallowed her words, shaking her head, "It’s nothing!"

"You’ve been all fired up, and now it’s nothing?"

Whitney was skeptical, "What’s going on?"

"Let's not dwell on it! Oh, come on, go back to cooking, I'm getting hungry too."

Tiana said with an easygoing air.

Whitney headed back to the kitchen, and soon enough, she and Yael came out carrying five or six dishes.

"Honey, these dishes look amazing, just like you."

Bryce leaned in close to Whitney, whispering in her ear, "Let me guess, you made roast beef with eggplant, halal sea bass, and mushroom chicken soup, didn't you?"

"You're incredible." Yael gave a genuine thumbs-up, impressed.

Bryce smiled, "Well, it's not like I haven't known your sister for years.

Let me taste the chicken soup for everyone, these mushroom slices are cut perfectly."

Whitney looked over at the bowl of chicken soup, the mushroom slices were indeed very thin, a skill she learned from Ludwik.