NovelEnglishChapter 191 The Howards Breaking Off the Engagement
Before she could respond, Damian‘ Sender cthemagh
“| found out yesterday that the sermity footage at the Lahad Doors. We had it restored. That's when | saw your
car parked outside the night befor
Hermendrived she'd been careful. After lewing the villa, she’d remembered the security cameras and had Bachel
erase any trace other visit, Rachel had even g so far as to hire a professional to wipe the footage completely
Yet, komtichow, it won restoped
“hes, | was there,” Whitney ahmed, her or steady “tralized fengot one of my fits and cto grab it.
= She let out a dey laugh, deliberately.
Damian's frustration simmerdes the other end. “It’s not what you think. That night, tract feeling well, so | sted
home, Rachel must have heat and cto checkoThat's all it was - nothing happened betwernis”
Whitney's lips curled into a bitter smile: “Really? checking on you with a dress like that? Her te wairy, but her
palms were clammy, gripping the phone as
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtshe diden kowow how much of the footage Damianshad recovered. The cameras in the villa were handled ne at
the entrance and one in the living room. He hade installed any i pravne spaces, citing his need for privacy
She had to tread carefully. Acting too caliu might make him suspicious. Instead, she close anger.
| swear to you thing happened
Damian's tone softened, almost pleading. “Il youdon't believe me, we can sit down with Echel and talk it out.
Whitors sefied internally. His ability to lie sa convincingly would have been impressive if it weren't so infuriating
Teigning doubt, she let her voice was, “I don’t know what to believe inmore, Damian. You always have an
explanation, but it’s hard to trust
Damianetzed ent
en her hesitation “I'll prove it to you, Whitney Whatever it takes. | don’t want you to doubt me.
That who did the restoord footage show you in the study? There was a brief silence. “Were your clothes in the
study?” Damianasked, clearly skeptical
she thought quickly, weaving a plausible excuse | was angry. | saw Rachel there, dressed like that, and | didn’t
want to lose my temper and do something I'd Jeget. So, | stepped into the study to cool of.”
The bir flowed effomlessly, each word calculated to sound authentic
Damian hesitated, then sighed, seemingly placated, “I wish you'd toldhow you felt. We could've avoided this
misunderstanding.”
Misunderstanding? Whitney wanted to laugh
Instead, she kept her tone even “Maybe. But we'll see, Damian. I'm still not sure what to think
“Ill make it up to you he promised, his voice taking on an agertone. “We can talkabout starting fresh | was
thinking....After the wedding, we could take a top-
finally see the northern lights like you've always wanted just you and me.”
The thought of spending any more twith him, let alone a honeymoon, made her stomach chum
“We'll see,” she replied vaguely “Twegatlogo”
That evening, Whitney at at her desk, potting the final touches on her report. She Included all the incriminating
financial documents and records she’d uncovered detailing Damian’s money laundering operation and his
offshore accounts,
the double-checked everything, printed the documents, and placed them neatly into an envelope. Her plan was
simple-deliver the report to the relevant authorities first thing in the moming
But her phone buzzed early the next day, interrupting her plan
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt was Anoy calling
“Your legs betternow, lin"101?” Any asked without preamble.
“Good. Then stop stalling andrback to work I've got a project in Riverport
it that nerdson-site inspection. You'll cwithtoday.”
“Today?” Whitney echoed, surprised
“Unless you were just making eases to avood work,” Amy said, het toe sharp
arsistit.” Whitney said quiddy. “What time?”
office by y 10 am. Don’t be late. Any instructed before hanging up
Whitney placed at the clock. There was no way she’d have tto deliver the report before heading to Riverport.
And she didn’t trust mailing it - it had to be done Inperson She’d her to wait until shar ortumed,
iter phoned
sayilir padeda tewessentials for the tip. The screen lat sp with Damian's name
She answered reluctantly, her voice fat. “What do you want?
Westley’s tone was harsh, almost panicked. “Whut hell did you do? The Howards are calling off the
engagement!”
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