Chapter 120
“What are you doing here?” Monica’s voice was a mix of hatred and fear as she saw Whitney standing at the door. The once robust figure had withered away after a long recovery from a broken rib and leg.
Ever since that scuffle with her husband, she had grown wary of Whitney.
Whitney lifted her eyebrows and smirked, “Step outside for a second. We need to talk.”
“You’re not cooking up some scheme, are you?” Monica could not help but feel suspicious.
Whitney dangled the bait. “It’s about your shares in Skye Gem. Don’t you care about that anymore?”
That got Monica’s attention. Clenching her jaw with resentment, she followed Whitney out of the room.
Whitney glanced upwards, plotting her next move. Monica’s room was on the fourth floor, orthopedics, while L’s private suite was on the eighth. It was about time Elaine would be making an appearance.
She led Monica upstairs, making her way to the sixth floor. At the elevator, Whitney excused herself to take a call, leaving Monica to wait.
As the elevator door opened, Monica caught a glimpse of Elaine inside.
The news had just broken that Monica’s spot in the jewelry competition semifinals was in jeopardy.
Desperation had set in, and although her mother had tried to reach out to Elaine, she would not give them the time of day.
Now, unexpectedly facing Elaine, Monica mustered her courage and stepped into the elevator.
Elaine’s eyes held a warning.
When the elevator reached the ground floor, Elaine strode out quickly, with Monica hot on her heels.
At a corner, Elaine paused, her cold gaze meeting Monica’s
“Elaine…” Monica began tentatively. “The competition is going to disqualify me! You promised you’d help me win…”
Without a word, Elaine looked around cautiously and just nodded impatiently.
Monica’s spirits lifted. Elaine had power, and that was all she needed to know.
Elaine left quickly
As Monica returned to the sixth floor, she realized Whitney was nowhere to be seen. Meanwhile, Whitney was already retrieving the security footage with Tiana. The camera had captured everything, including Elaine’s face and Monica’s pleading.
“Elaine’s cunning, all right,” Tiana remarked. “Without her saying a word, we can’t prove she’s behind any of this to Mr. L, and Monica’s words alone aren’t enough to show Elaine was the one who instructed Monica to plot against you and send you to jail!”
Whitney nodded. This charade was just to show the connection between Elaine and Monica. She had ways to make Monica confess everything Elaine had her do.
“Tiana, round up some muscle for me. I have a plan for tomorrow night.”
The following evening. Tiana brought the hired muscle as requested. Whitney Instructed them to split into two groups: one to abduct Monica from the hospital and the other to snatch Yvonne from the Valentine Mansion. The mother and daughter were taken aback by their sudden kidnapping, ending up in a desolate warehouse where they faced a brutal interrogation. Whitney had her thugs pretend to be Elaine’s men.
Yvonne, sharp as ever, deduced that this must be retribution from Elaine for Monica’s brash demands at the hospital, which had offended Elaine. Thus, Elaine no longer wanted to help them and even considered them obstacles.
They were just pawns from the Valentine family of Banyan City, and Elaine could easily discard them.
Whitney then had her men leave a phone with the captive pair. Overwhelmed by their predicament, Yvonne snatched the phone and dialed a number, which Tiana intercepted, allowing the call to go through.
Monica screamed into the phone, “Elaine, why are you doing this to us?”
“You’ve gone too far, Elaine, Yvonne’s voice crackled through the line. “Just because you’re the heiress from Emperor City doesn’t mean we’re at your mercy. You came to us with Kyler, promising to help Monica in the competition, to take down Whitney. You used the Lutz family, instructed Monica to get Whitney jailed, and arranged for her beating in custody… We’ve been your weapon, but now you want us dead. It won’t be that easy!”
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