Chapter 188 Where Are You Going
As Whitney left the study, Elijah’s parting woods lingered in her mind. They were usually thoughtful, but she pushed the thought aside.
She carried her suitcase downstairs, only to run into Emily, who was on her way in
Emily’s expression twisted into a sneer when she saw the lograge. “Leaving already? I thought you’d try to cling to this place for as long as possible.”
Whitney met her glare calmly. Emily didn’t know what her precious son had been up to. She’d be stunned once she discovered Damian was stripped of his title as
the Howard heir.
“What’s that look for?” Emily snapped, noticing Whitney’s pare, which carried a trace of pity
clingine to her shallow sense of superiority, she had no idea what stann was coming
Emily’s voice sharpened, laced with venom, “Listen, after you marry my son, don’t think for a second you’ll be the lady of the house. Your only job will be to take care of him and keep yourself in check. And stop dressing like you’re trying to get attention. You’re about to be a housewife, so act like one.
Whitney glanced at her outfit —a white turtleneck sweater under a tailored pear–blue blazer paired with light graywide–leg imusers, Simple, classy, and far from
Emily wasn’t done. “If you behave, I might even convince him to give you arvextra thousand dollars in spending money each month.”
Whitney couldn’t help but chuckle as she approached the door, suitcase mhand.
“Athousand? How generous
she said sarcastically, not slowing down.
Emily’s face darkened, her voice rising. “Stop right there!“
she signaled the basse staff to block Whitney’s path. “Unbelievable. No respect for your elders. Search her suitcase. Who knows what she has stolen from us?”
Whitney’s expression tumed icy. “You have no right to accuse me of stealing. Mrs. Howard, let alone search my belongings.”
“I have a necklace with an emerald pendant that has gone missing. You’re the only outsider in the house. Who else could it be?” Emily snapped, tuming to the staff. “Well? What are you waiting for? If she stole it, you’re all to blanie,
The statt exchanged uneasy glances. They knew Elijah favored Whitney, and the idea of crossing her was daunting. Yet, defying Emily wasn’t an option. either.
Whitney sighed, unwilling to let the situation escalate. “Fine. If you’re so concensed, I’ll open my suitcase, but if I’m innocent, I’ll make sure Grandpa hears about
Her words were firm, and she placed her suitcase on the ground, unzipping it slowly
“Wait!” Emily’s voice wavered, her expression wkward. “I was just guessing. There’s no need to involve Mc. Howard Senior. Forget it. Just go.”
She turned abruptly, retreating upstairs without anotherword.
Whitney zipped the suitcase backup and stood, brushing off the encounter
One of the housekeepers approached her hesitantly. “Ms. Spencer, we know you wouldn’t take anything. It’s just.. Well, you loow how Emily is
Whitney gave a small, understanding smile, “I know. Don’t worry, I won’t bother Grandpa with this.”
with that, she pulled her suitcase toward the front door.
Just as she stepped outside, a car pulled up, stopping directly in front of her. The passenger–side window rolled down, revealing Norl
“Are you leaving?” he asked, his gaze dropping to her suitcase.
She hadn’t expected him back at this hour and was caught off guard.
*Lalready spoke to Grandpa,” she said curtly, heading toward her own car.
“Your apartment’s sold. Where are you planning to go?” he asked, his tone calm but cold.
Whitney forced a smile. “Haven’t you heard? Seabourke is full of options. I’ll find a place. There’s no need for you to worry.
Noel’s eyes narrowed slightly, his voice hardening. “Where are you going?”
The intensity in his gaze made her hesitate. He looked like a storm about to break, and for a moment, she felt a flicker of unease.
“Yvette’s place,” she admitted reluctantly, biting her lip
Noel’s expression softened slightly, though his jaw remained tight, “Get in I’ll d
I’ll drive you
Herfirst instinct was to refuse, but the memory of his earlierexpression–like he’d eat her alive it she didn’t cooperate–made her reconsider. With a resigled sigh, she opened the passenger door and climbed in.
