Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 696

Ludwik paused, a hint of bitterness in his voice, "I might not be able to fix it, but I'll give it a shot."

Father and son stepped out of the living room.

Ashton was lounging on the couch, surrounded by a cloud of smoke. He cracked a smile and waved at Danny before turning to his bodyguard, "Drive the young master home."

Ludwik stood on the porch, watching his son's car fade into the night. The darkness seemed to deepen the brooding intensity in his eyes.

His figure, statuesque and imposing.

To Danny, his dad didn't seem like a man battling an incurable disease.

What kind of wounds did he bear?

As the car disappeared, Ashton's gaze sharpened, "Ludwik, think of it this way, Danny coming over was Whitney's doing.

She probably couldn't stand seeing you like this anymore."

"I get it," Ludwik replied, hands in his pockets, turning to look at Ashton. The icy resolve in his eyes was now mixed with a fierce pride, "Danny snapped me out of it. I don't want to be looked down upon by Whitney."

"That's the spirit!" Ashton clapped him on the back. "With your skills, even if reclaiming the top spot in Harmonia Country is a stretch, becoming a billionaire is well within reach. And who says getting back to the top is impossible?"

"Tomorrow, I'll head back to the Lippert family. The old man must be furious by now. He mentioned something about the Inko Group trying to secure a deal. Also, get in touch with the Nelson Group for me. Shane has been playing neutral between the Lippert and the Patrick families. He's shrewd but decent. He helped me out last time. I owe him a personal thank you."

Ashton understood the subtext; it wasn't just about gratitude.

His lips curled slightly, "In this situation, if you could win him over, that'd be great."

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Tiana had been tailing Bryce for two days straight. He had been punctual to work and back, until today, he finally visited that infamous club.

Disguised as a waitress, she slipped into the night.

The club, a Patrick family venture, was a notorious hotspot for the city's elite to indulge in debauchery.

The underbelly of the club was shocking to Tiana.

Finding out that Jarvis was the man behind it all, she realized his and Wade's intentions to not just drain the wealthy of their riches but also control key political figures.

Bryce's easy access to this exclusive club meant he was connected to either Jarvis or Wade.

Tiana was stunned.

Could Bryce's rapid rise in Emperor City be attributed to the Patrick family's illicit support?

Had he played a part in the downfall of the Lippert family?

Her speculation sent chills down her spine.

The deeper she dug into Bryce, the more sinister his facade seemed.

"The boss and Mr. Lutz are here, everyone to the front to welcome them, line up the new girls!" the manager shouted.

Tiana, hiding in a corner, listened intently.

The scumbag had arrived.

She watched from a distance as Bryce and Jarvis jovially entered the grand suite, the club's most private and lavish space.

Tiana slipped a micro camera into the suite's door frame then quickly changed into a cleaner's outfit to access the surveillance room.

After a bit of tinkering, she left the surveillance room, her laptop in hand.

In a hidden corner, she booted up her laptop.

Soon, the grand suite's live feed appeared on her screen.

The camera's limited angle still captured the debauched scene within.