Love Beyond the Mask novel Chapter 775

"It's not about Bryce," Shane said, stepping in front of Whitney, an eyebrow arching playfully. "I called you up here because someone might need your help. Cough, you better come with me."

He led her to a bathroom door.

Through the frosted glass, Whitney could barely make out the suppressed gasps of a man inside. The voice was deep, rough, and carried a restrained sexiness she recognized all too well.

Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

Ludwik...?

As the realization dawned on her about his probable condition, Whitney turned on her heel, wanting to escape.

Shane's towering frame blocked her way, his eyebrow cocked casually. "Whitney, are you really going to leave a man to suffer?

I ran into him downstairs. He claimed Elodie spiked his drink, and now he's in this state.

Elodie's scouring the place for him. If she finds him, she’ll definitely...well, you know," he trailed off, his expression suggesting more than words could say, as he watched Whitney's face turn a deeper shade of red.

Sandy, half understanding the situation but fully aware of the implications from the sounds inside, whispered, "Whitney...is that Ludwik in there?"

"Spot on," Shane gave her a knowing look before turning back to Whitney. "What’s your plan?"

"What do you mean, what's my plan!"

Whitney was irked that Shane dragged her into this, her cheeks painted with a hint of anger. "Shane, why are you stirring things up? Ludwik and I are divorced...he can just take a cold shower, why involve me?

And if Elodie does show up, just block her, right?

Why do you have to drag me into this..."

Shane sighed, a look of resignation on his face. "I mean, I am a distant cousin of the Miller family. If I get involved and this blows up tonight, not only will it be awkward between me and the Millers, but it'll also be a mess to clean up.

Plus, if word gets out, Ludwik’s going to be the laughing stock.

The news of Elodie drugging him to get her way would spread like wildfire. And right now, the Lippert family's already in a rough spot."

Whitney wondered when Shane and Ludwik became so close that he’d speak on his behalf.

Shane fixed her with a look. "With such a grand event tonight, Elodie daring to make a move must mean she has her parents' blessing. Ronan spoils her rotten, she’s their only daughter.

Do you really want Elodie to get her way, making Ludwik the Miller family’s son-in-law?"

His words darkened Whitney's mood, her lips pursed in annoyance. "Who asked him to attend the party.

He was the one who assured me that he had nothing to do with Elodie.

Well, let Elodie take care of him then. I hope he successfully climbs up to be the Miller family’s son-in-law."

Sandy couldn't stand her sister's denial any longer. "Sis, you're just venting. If that really happened, you’d be bothered..."

As they spoke, the bathroom door suddenly swung open with a 'snap'.

A tall figure stood in the doorway, his suit jacket removed and his shirt askew, revealing a lean waistline above neatly pressed trousers. The shirt’s open collar exposed his firm muscles and a handsome collarbone.

His face, flushed with a mix of desire and discomfort, his wet hair dripping, made him look irresistibly alluring, a fire burning in his deep-set eyes aimed directly at Whitney, as if wanting to consume her.

"Ludwik," he spoke in a low, husky voice, "I didn’t come to the party to climb the Miller family’s social ladder."

He fought against the overwhelming heat and pain, his gaze deep and somber on her. "You mentioned you'd be here with Bryce, and I wanted to see you."

Those words felt hauntingly familiar...like at Phineas's party, he had said he wanted to see her.

Whitney was momentarily lost for words.