Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 697

Jarvis scoffed, "Damn it, you think I'm not worried?

But when my uncle snagged this club, he made it crystal clear - no one messes with my turf.

Plus, now I'm the top dog in Harmonia Country, the first Nolan. Everyone bows down when they see me.

Don't tell me, they're coming after you?"

Bryce's face froze, a sense of dread creeping into his heart.

The detective Shane had dispatched had already been sidestepped by his bodyguards.

Who else could be targeting him?

His gaze turned icy.

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Tiana snagged a juicy video of Bryce, especially the part where he was chatting with Jarvis.

She also found out that Bryce had his assistant buy Audrey a house and a car.

These pieces of evidence were enough to shatter Bryce's 'Mr. Nice Guy' facade in front of Whitney.

When the time was right, she'd slowly unravel to Whitney just how despicable and ambitious Bryce truly was.

That he never loved her, perhaps even saw her as a stepping stone, or worse, sought revenge.

Whitney would have to listen to her then.

It was crucial to expose this man in one fell swoop!

Whitney had to divorce him ASAP.

Tiana closed her laptop, slung her backpack over her shoulder, and hurried down the club's corridor, the back exit just ahead.

She dialed Whitney's number.

"Tiana?"

"Whitney, listen, come home early after work! I've got something important to tell you."

Whitney, puzzled, chuckled, "You and your mysteries, what's up?"

"You'll find out soon enough."

After hanging up, Tiana quickened her pace, knowing Bryce, too caught up in his games, wouldn't be going back anytime soon.

Suddenly, a group of burly bouncers rounded the corner, quickly surrounding her.

Tiana's guard went up as she tried to sneak past, lowering her cap.

"Was it you who installed cameras in the VIP suite?" the lead bouncer, a towering brute, approached Tiana menacingly.

"What are you talking about? I don't know you... Let go of me...mmm!"

Outnumbered and physically overpowered, Tiana was quickly subdued, her hair yanked as she was dragged into a secluded alley.

At the entrance of the royal suite, the bouncer removed a tiny camera.

Out came Jarvis, a tall figure looming.

Tiana gasped in horror. This was bad news.

"Ah, look who it is? Whitney's little friend, what's her name again? Last time I kidnapped you and your daughter, seems like you didn't learn your lesson."

Jarvis advanced towards Tiana, eyeing her trembling pupils.

Sweat beaded on Tiana's forehead.

"What do you want with me? I'm just here to make some extra cash..."

"Just here to work? Ha, my club doesn't hire the good folks. Miss, what exactly are you up to?"

Jarvis, leisurely crouched down, holding the tiny camera near Tiana's eye, "Or should I ask, who were you planning to film?"

He cast a meaningful glance towards the suite.