Chapter 40


    Whitney scrolled through thetest entertainment news about Ste on her phone, ncing over at her


    friend. “Tiana, let’s head upstairs. Can you get us a private suite?”


    Tiana was off like a shot, making a beeline for the club’s manager. Securing a private suite was next to


    impossible without a reservation, but with a bit of cash persuasion, she managed to wrangle a room for


    an hour.


    But why did Whitney want a private suite?


    Whitney’s eyes were calm and unreadable as she said, “An hour will be enough.”


    She took a seat, logged into a burner ount, and sent a message into the digital ether,


    In less than six minutes, the click–ck of high heels approached. Ste, who had imed to be too


    busy, hurried in with a smile stered on her face. “Monica, has Kyler arrived yet?”


    The moment she entered, her expression turned to stone.


    Even Whitney felt a twinge of stiffness for her.


    Tiana, out of breath and pale, was the first to confront her. “Ste, whose name did you just call? Since


    when are you friends with Monica? Do you have any idea what she did to Whitney?”


    Ste snapped back to reality, quickly putting two and two together after seeing the message.


    Her demeanor chilled as she turned to Whitney. “You always were the sharpest one among us.”


    “Why betray me?” Whitney’s question was straightforward.


    Leaning against the wall, Ste no longer bothered to fake a smile. Annoyance flickered in her eyes.


    “Why do you think, Whitney? Standing beside you now, I feel embarrassed. You’re not worthy


    anymore.”


    “Ste, why have you be like this?” Tiana asked, visibly upset.


    “People change. I’m on the rise, and Whitney is spiraling down. There’s no such thing as forever


    friends. Among the Valentine sisters, the rising star is Monica, and I’m only weighing the pros and cons.


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    Aligning with you would tarnish my image. Don’t me me for making the smart choice.”


    Weighing the pros and cons, huh?


    Whitney’s eyes turned icy, her heart shedding thest threads of warmth. “Did you delete my files from


    myputer? Did you leak my designs to Monica step by step?”


    Ste stiffened, then scoffed. “Did I? You have no proof.”


    “You’ve been using Whitney’s trust to sabotage her career! Now, the news is painting her as a


    giarist. Do you want to ruin her life?” Tiana seethed, her eyes reddening with anger.


    “If it wasn’t for Whitney’s trust, how could I have achieved my goals?” As they spoke, Monica entered


    with a smirk.


    Ste quickly sided with Monica, and their group looked down on Whitney and Tiana arrogantly.


    Monicaughed. “Ste, Director Kyler will give you the lead role. You’re on your way to bing the


    next big thing in Hollywood.”


    “Thank you, Monica,” Ste said with a nod.


    Disgusted by Ste’s obsequious behavior, Tiana stepped forward.


    “But there’s a catch,” Monica continued. “You need to prove your loyalty. p Whitney right here and


    drive her out. The Royal One Club is no ce for a washed–up has–been like her, and I believe you’ve


    wanted to do that for a long time.”


    Ste’s face tensed. She nced at Whitney and reluctantly approached.


    Tiana stepped in front of Whitney, and before Ste could act, she pped her across the face.


    “Ste, I can’t believe you were about to hit her. I’m so disappointed in you. From now on, our


    sisterhood is


    over


    “You naive fool, how dare you p me?” Ste tried to retaliate.


    Whitney’s gaze was sharp as she stood up and grabbed Ste’s hair. “Touch Tiana, and I won’t hold


    back.


    “T’d like to see you try,” Ste spat venomously. “Is it not your fault I’ve be like this? When you


    were the darling of high society, knowing my family was struggling, with a little help from you, I could


    have been a star by now! But you had to talk about hard work, as if that meant anything in Hollywood.


    You can’t stand to see me climb over you, so fine, I’ll step over you without a second thought.”


    Tiana was furious. “You me us for not helping enough when it was Whitney who got you into the


    industry! You repay kindness with betrayal, and now you’re following Monica, thinking you’ll rise with


    her?”


    The situation was about to explode into a brawl when Monica, thoroughly entertained, signaled for one


    of the socialites to fetch the club manager.


    Monica thought spitefully. If Whitney got humiliated enough, maybe even a scandalous news story of


    her causing a scene in the club, coupled with giarism usations, would ruin herpletely.


    “Ms. Valentine, what seems to be the problem here?” The manager arrived swiftly.


    Monica pointed arrogantly, “Those two rabid dogs over there, do they have a reservation? Why are


    they hogging the room? I have my eye on this room for dinner.”


    The manager hurriedly sent security to remove Whitney and Tiana. “They have no money, no status.


    How did they even get in?”


    Tiana shouted back, “I made the reservation and paid you. Are you pretending not to recognize me


    now?”


    In front of Monica, the manager would not dare acknowledge them. “Tiana, this is the Royal One Club.


    Your family doesn’t have VIP status here. Please take your disgraced friend and leave immediately!”


    Monica giggled. “Sis, even the club manager saw the news about your giarism scandal today.”


    Whitney and Tiana were being dragged to the door. Tiana shielded Whitney’s face, fearing more bad


    press. Their expressions were full of pain and humiliation.


    “What’s all thismotion about?” A cold, masculine voice suddenly cut through the noise.


    Whitney stiffened at the sound and then saw the imposing figure approaching. Her lips pressed tightly


    together.


    “Damn it,” She thought. Of all the moments for him to witness this spectacle.


    The man, wearing a silver mask, exuded a cool and intimidating presence. His tailored ck suit


    entuated his lean physique, and his aura was one of undeniable authority.


    The manager spotted the big boss entering the room and immediately began to tremble ever so


    slightly. “M–Mr. Li…


    The man nced his way.


    The manager mped his mouth shut, his fear palpable enough that the security guard holding


    Whitney instinctively loosened his grip.


    Monica and Ste, socialites of the highest order, were momentarily struck dumb.


    The whole scene went quiet in an instant.


    Parker craned his neck, peering over his sses with a narrow ved


    then turned to look at