When Love Is a Lie (Whitney and Damian) novel Chapter 142

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Intheca Whitney leaned against the backseat does, her face 

anglanced at her silhouette “thought your 

job was going well, but it seems like you’re being an aged id ever make 

n errands when you 

Weie myassistant 

“It seems like your boss has it out for you. Today, she made it portty obvious she’s targeting your 

“Whitney. The world out there isn’t as girat as you think. You’re not cut out for office polities. Comeback to me a better yet, be thy full–time wife. If that’s not 

The offer was as 

(was as tempting as a dream for many women. But beneath the face, his words were filled with condescension, dismissiveness, and veiled mockery 

whiney didn’t bothes turning to him. She kept her eyes on the lights flickering past the window. “Even if I lose this job, I’ll never come back to you? 

Suddenly, Damian yandind her toward him, casting her to stundle into his am The partition between the driver’s seat and the bark inte, Innlating the ten of 

“How long are you going to keep fighting me? What do I need to do to make you happy?” Balan’s gripombertightened, his frustration 

Whitney struggled against him, glaring at him with remasked fany. “Don’t bother, Damian. We’re never getting back together! 

His expression darkened, his voice taking on a vengeful edge. “Even if we never go back, you’re not leaving me.” 

He leaned in, his lips descending toward hers. Whitney twisted herbead away, resisting freely. The struggle continued until the driver tentatively interupted Mi. Howard, we’ve arrived at the Howard residence.” 

The car milled into the court vand of the Howard residence Chitsöde, housekeepers bust led here and there, attending to tasks. 

Reluctantly, Damian released her, opening the door and pulling her out. “You’re coming with me to Grand Manor tonigh. 

Whitney grabbed onto the car door handler 

cantion grip, her mice steady but sharp, “Damian, take a good look around. This is the Howand residence. Do you 

wam Grandjate find out about this?“. 

A few housekeepers were already glancing in their direction 

Frustrated, Dumlet here 

The moment she was free, Whitney bolted toward her room. Once loside, she slammed the door, locked it, and leaned against it, trying to catch her breath. Asher heartbeat slowed, a brary feeling settled in her chest. 

The wedding was less than ten days away. The Howard residence was abuzz with preparations–guest lists, venue amangements, and every detail of the ceremony meticulously organized. 

She walked wealdy to the balcony and looked up night sky. There were no stars, and evenie mooit was obscured by clouds. It felt just like her future–dark and without anylight might. 

She had said it before. It she had to choose between her mariage and her mother, she would sacrifice herself without hesitation. 

She had no choice but to resign herself to date. 

“you’ve got the time to enjoy the night sky.” A low, magnetic wire broke her thoughts. 

Startled, Whitey tumed to look toward the right 

On the balcony of the neighboring room, Noel stood with one hand casually tucked in his pocket, his gaze resting on her. The moment he saw her, his gaze slightly Taltered Whitney’s fate was stiraked with tean, though she hadn’t noticed 

“What happened?“. 

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