Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 195

Chapter 195

After delivering her message, she wiped a tear from the corner of her eye and hurried away.

Taryn saw her safely to the shade of the trees before slipping out of her uniform. Whitney silently made her way back to the main house. She ducked into the backroom of Taryn’s quarters, a place mercifully free from prying eyes and surveillance. 

In the privacy of the dimly lit room, Whitney pulled out the vial of blood and held it up to the light. She pierced it with a silver needle used for testing toxins. 

The needle didn’t change color. 

But Whitney frowned, noting the blood’s unusually dark hue and thick consistency. 

Natalie’s medical reports showed signs of amnesia, pancreatitis, and various minor ailments, but her diet was light and her blood fat levels weren’t high. 

The blood shouldn’t be this thick, and it was rare for an elderly woman’s blood to be so dark. 

Her brow furrowed with concern. She was almost certain Elaine was up to no good; otherwise, Natalie wouldn’t be suffering from kidney failure. 

Attacking someone through their blood was the fastest way to induce rapid kidney failure! 

That was the reason she had sent Elaine away today to get this sample. 

There was definitely something off about this blood, but the silver needle had failed to detect it. 

Elaine was clever, avoiding detection even by the doctors Ludwik had arranged for Natalie. 

While Whitney was skilled in acupuncture, she was not versed in Western medical diagnostics. This sample needed to be sent to a high–end medical testing facility for a thorough examination. 

She pondered who to entrust with this delicate task. Tiana? No, both Nolan and Parker were too shrewd. If Ludwik discovered she had drawn Natalie’s blood, who knows what misunderstandings might arise? Who could she ask for help? 

In the office, Ludwik wrapped up a meeting. 

Felix entered, “Mr. Lippert…” 

Ludwik glanced at him and gestured for the secretary to leave. His gaze was deep and serious, “Did you find out?”

Felix nodded, “I’ve confirmed it. On the night of the bid, Madam booked a flight to the South City. She stabilized Braxton’s bleeding around two in the morning, and then he went into surgery…” 

Ludwik massaged his temples, realizing he may have judged her wrongly. 

But… 

“I remember she only arrived at the police station the next morning, soaked to the skin. Where was she in between?”

“I couldn’t find that out. Perhaps Madam stayed at the hospital with Braxton?” Felix speculated. 

Ludwik’s frown deepened with a mix of emotions. He then asked, “What about the hospital’s 

surveillance that night?”

Felix frowned, “The cameras malfunctioned that night. The entire building was off the grid until they were fixed the next afternoon. It’s strange, too coincidental… I wonder if someone tampered with 

them?”

Who could it be?

That night, Orion and Kaden had cornered him in the corridor, with reporters swarming around. 

It could have been anyone. 

Ludwik’s thoughts were darkening when suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Jaxon burst in, “Mr. Lippert, I apologize for the intrusion, but Elaine’s been hospitalized, and it’s quite serious. You should go see her!” 

“What?” Ludwik stood abruptly, “Wasn’t she recovering well at the villa?” 

“It’s, it’s related to Miss Whitney…” 

Ludwik’s expression grew stern. 

At the hospital, Ludwik strode into the emergency ward. 

There, Elaine lay on the bed, pale as a ghost, unconscious. 

“Elaine?” He approached her, concern etched on his face, and demanded from the maid beside the bed, “What in the world happened?” 

The maid Lyra had been brought over from Emperor City by Elaine herself. 

Tearfully, she came forward, indignantly claiming, “Mr. Lippert, it was Ms. Valentine’s doing! Today, when she returned, she found Elaine sick and on a drip. She arrogantly scolded her, even mocking her with your name. Seeing Elaine in a wheelchair and vulnerable, she even tried to slap her!” 

Ludwik’s expression was icy cold. 

Was this the Whitney he knew? 

Though he felt estranged from her now, Whitney’s demeanor and upbringing didn’t match this description. 

Noticing his hesitation, the maid quickly showed him a message on Elaine’s phone, exclaiming, “You have no idea what Whitney sent Elaine from your phone last night. Look for yourself! 

Ms. Valentine’s malice runs deep. Elaine cried all night after seeing this photo. She didn’t dare to be angry with you, only suffering in silence. She’s already down one kidney, and the pain nearly did her in last night. It’s pitiful, really!” 

Ludwik saw the photo of him and Whitney in a compromising position on the bed, his face turned stone–cold. A flicker of discomfort crossed his eyes as he scanned the sender ID- it was from his 

own account. 

His pupils darkened with rage. 

This shameless woman, she dared to capture their intimate moments!

The room fell silent as a grave. 

Chapter 195

Seizing the moment, Elaine slowly opened her eyes, letting out a pained moan. 

Tears fell weakly as she whispered, “Ludwik…” 

“I’m here!” Ludwik gripped her hand, his brow furrowed, “How are you feeling? Are you alright?”