Love Beyond the Mask novel Chapter 984

Whitney couldn't believe it—neither she nor Parker could get rid of this destitute, malevolent woman.

"It's like they say, the barefoot aren't afraid of those with shoes. Right now, Elaine is acting all high and mighty because she's got nothing to lose," she said with a chilling tone, her frustration evident as she squinted her eyes menacingly. "You better stay out of this for now. Ashton's being stubborn as a mule, and he might just pick a fight with you. I'm off to the hospital."

"You're going after Elaine?" Parker asked, his lips pursed. "Don't do anything rash. I'll think of something. I won't let Cherry's grudge go unavenged."

"What's pulling the plug compared to what she's done?" Whitney said with a sinister laugh, then hung up.

She changed her clothes and left the hotel, driving straight to TriMed Hospital in Banyan City, her aura seething with a vendetta.

As she arrived, two bodyguards she had sent ahead came out to meet her, reporting the situation. "Ms. Valentine, we've been watching."

"Has Elaine had her surgery? Is Ashton around?"

"Ashton was here, watching over her surgery. He left just a while ago, even arrested one of Mr. Parker's guys—looked like he was taking him to the police station himself!"

Whitney's gaze turned cold.

No wonder she couldn't get in touch with Parker's guy.

Probably got caught by Ashton last night. Ashton, a former soldier known for tackling dangerous missions, had exceptional skills.

This misguided fool, by taking such an action, was clearly challenging Parker.

He was sulking and since he couldn't touch Parker himself, he made a scapegoat out of his man.

Was this his way of setting an example for her and Parker?

Such a stubborn, foolish man.

A smirk played on Whitney's lips, knowing Ashton wasn't by Elaine's side made things easier—she didn't want to get into a brawl and delay her plans.

"So, the woman made it?" She asked mockingly.

The bodyguards nodded, "We saw her being wheeled out of surgery into the ICU. She's alive."

"Of course, she is." Toying with her own life was just a ploy to win Ashton's pity and cling onto him as her meal ticket.

With a smirk, Whitney signaled for them to keep watch and walked into the hospital.

Reaching the ICU on the fifth floor, Whitney put on a mask and approached the nurse's station. Before they could ask who she was looking for, she slid a stack of bills under the counter.

The nurses exchanged bewildered looks, their eyes darting uncertainly at Whitney.

"I'm going in there. Don't disturb me," Whitney said coolly, pointing to a room and emphasizing her point by tapping the money.

The nurses hesitated, then, eyes glued to the cash, sat back down.

Whitney made her way to Elaine's room in the ICU, pressing the button to open the glass door.

A blast of cold air hit her as she entered—

Elaine, under an oxygen mask, slowly opened her eyes, her lips dry, her chest aching intensely. She weakly called out, "Nurse, can I have some water?"

A cup of water was handed to her from behind, by a slender, pale hand without medical gloves—nails polished in a distinctly feminine shade.