Chapter 121


    On the other end of the phone, Yvonne and her daughter were a bundle of nerves. They had been


    shackled in a deste storage facility, and after the goons had left, it took all their wits to make their


    way back to the Valentine Mansion Now Yvonne’s mind was racing–the con was clear as day!


    Stammering. Yvonne said, “Madam, we were kidnappedst night. They imed you sent them. In a


    moment of spite. I let it slip about how you got Whitney locked up. But then they said it was not you


    who sent them. Could it have been Whitney? Was she fishing for information? We’ve been careless,


    Madam. Please, could you spare us from punishment over Monica’spetition.”


    ine could not be bothered to listen to them anymore. Her face turned icy in a sh–it had to be


    Whitney. She was not just fishing for information; she probably recorded everything.


    These two dimwits!


    ine squinted her eyes furiously, caught off guard by Whitney’s sleuthing–she had discovered she


    was Yvonne’s secret backer.


    And now she had Yvonne’s ‘confession.


    If Ludwik heard those words….


    ine clenched her fist tightly. If Whitney had dug this deep, what other evidence might she


    hold?


    Meanwhile, Ludwik was apanying Whitney to her four–month prenatal check–up.


    Masked and exuding a majestic aura, he undoubtedly drew the gazes of countless expectant mothers,


    outshining every other husband present.


    Whitneyy on the examination bed, her cheeks flushed as the doctor lifted her shirt. Ludwik’s eyes


    lingered on her slender waist, as smooth as a baby’s skin, befitting her high–society upbringing.


    Such a delicate waist, thankfullyplemented by a pleasing behind, otherwise, he would seriously


    worry about how the baby would make its grand entrance in five months.


    Catching Whitney’s warning re, Ludwik sobered his gaze, turning to look at theputer screen


    opposite


    her


    In a deep, mellow voice, he asked, “Doctor, when can she start showing?”


    The female doctor chuckled at the first–time father’s curiosity. “That’s something to ask your wife. She’s


    quite slim, and every woman’s body is different. She could benefit from some hearty meals.”


    “Did you hear that? Don’t you dare keep your figure on purpose, refusing to eat more,” Ludwik


    chastised, dissatisfied


    Whitney was at a loss for words–she was not skimping on food; she just could not gain weight.


    Whatever, it was not worth exining to him.


    “Madam, you should be able to feel the baby’s movements now, the doctor said, pressing on Whitney’s


    belly. “The baby is right here, swimming like a little fish. If you feel a bubbling sensation, that’s the baby


    moving.”


    Whitney touched her stomach, a bit slow on the uptake. She did not feel anything.


    She shook her head, puzzled, and Ludwik impatiently moved his hand over. “Silly, let me try!”


    His fingers, strong and elegant, rested just below her soft waist. Whitney’s skin zed for a moment.


    The doctor blushed and withdrew her hand.


    Of course, Ludwik could not feel the baby move, but he did not remove his hand, keeping it on


    Whitney’s stomach, his touch igniting a warmth in her. Pregnant women can be sensitive, and when


    Whitney saw him


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    be


    wing to it with his wat she mediately red and bit her lip. “What are you doing? L, the baby’s gotten


    bisten bia away Let the doctor is waiting”


    Coly then did Ludwik turn sharply catching the doctors embarrassed flush. He snorted.


    He got up gumpty.


    After the ultrasound, Whitney was helped up and told to wait outside for the pictures.


    She dutifully left noticing the examination room door closing behind her.


    inside the room, Ludwik’s demeanor shifted from yful to serious. His eyes, dark and probing, were


    fixed on the ultrasound image on theputer–it showed two tiny beings.


    The doctor’s expression grew solemn “Mr. Lippert, do we continue to show the single pregnancy


    ultrasound to your wife, or do we reveal the twins?”


    Ludwik’s brow furrowed.


    Whitney was carrying twins, a fact discovered during a two–month check–up.


    Initially, their marriage was just a contract, and Ludwik was guarded, worried that if they had twins, she


    might want to take one away. Besides, he had his family to consider.


    So, he had been lying to her letting her believe it was a single baby.


    Now, with genuine feelings involved, revealing the truth seemed less straightforward.


    “Forget it. When they’re born, it’ll be a surprise for her, Ludwik said, a low chuckle in his voice as the


    doctor understood his wishes


    Whitney received the single pregnancy ultrasound picture and scrutinized it–so tiny. It was hard to tell if


    the baby resembled her or its father.


    She tucked the image away, and just then, a message from Tiana popped up: [Yvonne and Monica


    called ine’s assistant]


    Tiana had been keeping tabs on the mother–daughter duo.


    Whitney pressed her lips. This meant ine was now aware of Monica’ste–night ordeal.


    She texted Tiana back: [Come to the hospital. It’s showtime.]


    In the private ward, Felix was finalizing Mr. Lippert’s discharge papers.


    The man had been hospitalized for a week and was eager to return to the office. He frowned at


    Whitney and said. “Go home after your check–up.”


    1 have a few things to take care of, then I’ll head back. Be home early tonight, I need to talk to you, L.”


    Ludwik left without a second thought, with an important meeting on his afternoon agenda.


    Once he was gone, Whitney calmly packed his things, and Tiana walked in, handing her aptop case


    and several documents.


    Together, they left the ward, and Tiana nced around before speaking in a clear, moderate tone,


    “Banyan City Prison is a long drive. Do you want me toe with you?”


    “Aren’t you busy with work? Forget it.”


    They conversed while stepping into the elevator and descending. Whitney then drove off to Banyan


    City Prison. A shadowy figure emerged from the shadows and swiftly made a call, “Ms. ine, Tiana


    handed Whitney aptop case and some documents. It’s probably the evidence they have. Whitney is


    on her way to the prison, possibly to meet with the construction worker’s family…”


    Clearly, Whitney also suspected their involvement in her misfortune!


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    In the hospital room, Whitney urged Ludwik to head home early, hinting she had something important


    to discuss. ine’sposure was shattered. She could not let Whitney present any incriminating


    evidence to Ludwik. There was still time, Whitney had not spoken yet!


    “Jaxon,” inemanded icily, “I need two guys to intercept Whitney on her way there. And those


    documents she has they need to be destroyed.”


    As Whitney approached the crossroads, her phone buzzed with a text from Tiana. [Did you set up the


    GPS tracker and the


    bug? Whitney, I’m worried. This is too risky.]


    [We don’t have enough to pin it on ine directly; we need to force her hand.] Whitney replied, her


    gaze sharp as she noted the car trailing her.


    At 4:30 PM, Ludwik was in a meeting at United Realty Corporation when his phone rang. Tiana’s voice


    was fraught with urgency. “Mr. L, Whitney’s been kidnapped!”


    “What?” The tall man stood abruptly, his face draining of color, bewildered by the news.Content ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.