Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 140

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Whitney felt a wave of warmth wash over her. “Aren’t you due for a meeting soon?” 

“Yeah, sorry I can’t join you to pick him up, but I can arrange for the finest lunch.” 

Then he grabbed a folder from his desk, striding past her. As he did, he gave her waist a gentle squeeze. He straightened his tie and headed towards the conference room. “See you at noon.” 

With a small smile, Whitney quickly returned to her office to change and grabbed her car keys, determined to drive to Banyan City International Airport herself. 

At the entrance of the conference room, Felix suddenly approached Ludwik. “Mr. Lippert, there’s some crucial information you need to know.” 

Ludwik stepped aside with him. 

Felix whispered, “Mr. Lippert, it seems Orion Lippert is coming back today. Not a peep from anyone, and the Lipperts haven’t stirred…” 

“Is this news reliable?” Ludwik’s expression turned icy. 

Felix hesitated, “Not certain yet.” 

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“Find out. Keep a close eye on him!” 

Felix understood the gravity when he saw the frost in Ludwik’s eyes. After severing ties with the Bartels and now openly defying his father, Ludwik was in a high–stakes game. Orion’s return was not good news. Mrs. Lippert and her son, Orion, had been coveting the Imperial Gem Corporation. 

It was a quarter past twelve. Whitney waited at the airport, holding up a sign. It had been ten years, and her memories of her uncle’s face were hazy. 

From the back of the crowd, a thin man in a wheelchair caught her eye. 

In that moment, Whitney’s breath caught. 

She recognized her uncle’s face! But his left side was obscured by hair, and why was he in a wheelchair? 

Her eyes flickered with shock as she called out, “Uncle!” 

Behind her uncle, a tall, striking figure in a navy blue suit was speaking with him. As they split up, that man’s profile caught Whitney’s eye, a rogue charm to his young face. He threw a glance in her way as he got into a car from another exit. 

Who was this man? 

“Whitney!” her uncle was already being wheeled over by his assistant. 

Whitney snapped back to reality. Lowering her gaze to her uncle’s wheelchair, she saw the left side of his face marred by horrific scars and her heart lurched. Her throat felt leaden as tears 

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welled up in her eyes, “Uncle, how did this happen to you?” 

“It’s been ten years.” Uncle Keegan shook his head, his hand resting over the blanket that covered his missing legs. 

Tears fell from Whitney’s eye. 

“Silly girl, don’t cry. Your uncle’s right here, isn’t he?” Keegan grasped her hand tightly. “Let’s not make a scene here. Let’s get in the car.” 

Embarrassed by the onlookers, Whitney wiped her nose and quickly opened her car door. 

Keegan was helped into the car by his assistant, who then took the driver’s seat. 

Sitting in the back alongside her uncle, Whitney saw his gaze drop to the slight bulge beneath her sweater. 

His brow furrowed with a surprised smile, “Whitney, we didn’t get to talk much on the phone. Are you expecting? Have you got married?” 

Whitney composed herself and nodded shyly, “Uncle, I haven’t had the chance to tell you.” 

“You’ve grown up. It’s natural to start a family, and that’s wonderful.” Keegan held her hand gently. “Your mother and grandfather would be happy knowing this. Who’s the lucky man?” 

Whitney blushed, still unsure of L’s full identity, “Uncle, I’m taking you to meet him. He’s the CEO of a real estate firm. I really like him, and I hope you will too.” 

Hearing he was a CEO, Keegan didn’t question further and nodded. 

With her uncle’s blessing, Whitney’s spirits lifted, and she quickly sent a Facebook message to 

He replied with an address: Banyan City International Hotel. 

Whitney escorted her uncle to the opulent yet discreet restaurant. Upon reaching the private room on the second floor by the window, a towering figure awaited. Dressed in a sleek black suit and a fine tie, Ludwik’s exposed features were handsome and composed. 

He exuded nobility, entirely at ease. 

Whitney, on the other hand, felt nervous as she wheeled her uncle over to Ludwik, standing beside him. With a smile, she introduced, “L, this is my uncle Keegan Tennyson.” 

“Uncle, this is my husband,” she added, her voice laced with bashfulness. 

Ludwik glanced over, and in that moment, Whitney felt her uncle’s wheelchair jerk sharply. 

Bewildered, she looked down to see her uncle’s grip tighten on the armrest, his scarred face paling under the cover of his hair. 

Ludwik, noticing the man in the wheelchair and the scars on his face, paused momentarily. His eyes flickered before resuming his composure. He extended his hand graciously, “Mr. Tennyson, nice to meet you.” 

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But Keegan didn’t reach out his hand in return. 

Sensing the awkwardness, Whitney bent down to her uncle, “Uncle, are you alright?” 

She was worried, recalling her uncle’s recent treatments before returning home. 

“Yes.” Keegan finally spoke, his voice strained as if biting back emotion, “Whitney, push me 

inside.” 

Ludwik withdrew his hand, a man accustomed to the ebb and flow of the business world, unbothered by the slight. He offered, “I’ll do it.” 

As he pushed Keegan inside, Whitney saw her uncle’s hand trembling. 

Ludwik took a seat across from Keegan, no longer examining him. With detached politeness, he began ordering.