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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 toa
better yet, be thy full-twife. 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 | lose
this job, I'll never cback to you?
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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 | 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 Chitsdde, housekeepers bust led here and there,
attending to tasks.
Reluctantly, Damian released her, opening the door and pulling her out. “You're coming withto 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 tto 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
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“What happened?”.
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Whitney was taken aback. It was only when a bierze brushed her fare that she felt the chill. She raised her han
without permitiring
She quickly lowered her head to wipe them away
In the middle of wiping, Whitney armembered Yelle’s words “you could ask Noel forhirlp
ouch her face and realized she had bernerying.
Maybe, even if he only had sslight affection for lire, id aliejust asked, perhaps he would help her. After all, he
had questioned her last time, asking if she had Tried anything
Perhaps it was a subtle hind for her to ask for his help. Her heartbeat quickened at the thought,
(Noel agalnu. “Can | ask you to...”
Just then, the ringing of Noel's plane aliuptly interrupted lecwords. Noel took out his phone anul answered. It was
a work call.
He gestured for Watney to mai
ked bark to the bedroom. About testes later, he reted to the balcony. “What were you saying just now? Whitey
shookler head. “Nothing. | just thought my apartment's desk lamp might be broken. When goback in a few days,
could you helptake a look?” Noel's gaze darkened an
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