Skipped at the altar, Taken by his uncle Novel

Chapter 108 "Whitney, check out how wild things are online. Isn't this the woman Mr. Harris from Starwave Entertainment is into? Man, who did she piss off? She looks like she's walking to her execution, and her apology is so pitiful," Valerie said with a laugh. "And the person she's apologizing to is also surnamed Moore," Valerie added. Ivan came out, giving Whitney a probing look. "Whitney, come with me for a minute." he said. Whitney pretty much knew what Ivan was about to ask. "Boss, what's up?" she said. "Did you see the news online?" Ivan asked. "Yeah, I saw it," Whitney replied.

Ivan looked Whitney up and down. She seemed almost too calm, but he couldn't help asking, "Well, the statement the mistress put out, are you the Ms. Moore she mentioned?" Whitney didn't bother hiding it anymore. She just came clean and said, "Yes, it's me." Ivan gasped, and gave Whitney a thumbs-up. 'Damn, that's badass!' he thought. But the only one she'd got in her corner was Calvin. 'Since when did Calvin have the guts to go up against Klein's nephew?' Ivan thought in disbelief. Whitney didn't feel like explaining further. "Boss, don't worry.

She won't be giving me any more trouble." she said. "At least not where everyone can see," Whitney said. As for whatever Emily tried to pull in secret, Whitney knew she was small-minded anyway. 'No big deal. I've got all the time in the world to mess around with her,' Whitney thought, feeling totally unfazed. "Alright, as long as you know what you're doing," Ivan said. Afraid Whitney might take it the wrong way, Ivan quickly added, "I'm just looking out for you. I don't want to see you get hurt." "Got any plans tonight? There's this new restaurant I want to check out.

How about I take you to meet some folks from the legal circle and help you make some connections?" Ivan said. Whitney never said no when Ivan asked. She knew Ivan always had her back. He was worried she might not have enough resources, so every now and then he'd drag her along to lawyer meetups just to make sure people remembered her face. Building a network wasn't something that happened overnight. So when Klein invited her out, Whitney politely declined his invitation. She even left early today, just to make sure she didn't bump into him.

Whitney made up her mind to stay at her own little apartment for a couple of nights. Every time she got intimate with Klein, she just wanted to get away and clear her head. Once her restless heart calmed down, it was a lot casier not to fall for him. Meanwhile, Klein was scheming every day, trying to figure out how to crack Whitney's emotional firewall and get her hooked on him all over again. Klein twirled a pen between his fingers and said, "Hey, I said no plus-ones tonight. No wives allowed.

Just the boys!" He clicked his tongue and said, "Fine." Dustin had no idea that if Whitney hadn't turned down Klein's invitation, there might've been more than just one extra person showing up tonight. ***** At a private restaurant. "Hey Ivan, bringing your protégé out to network again?" someone teased. Ivan grinned and said, "Nah, just letting her get a feel for the scene to see what the real big shots look like." "Whitney, see the gentleman sitting across from you? That's Mr. Lawson, a real big shot when it comes to criminal cases," Ivan said with a thumbs-up.

"Hey, don't put me on a pedestal. I'm really not that impressive," Mr. Lawson laughed. "Hope we get to catch up again sometime," he added. "Hey, where's Felix? Didn't he say he'd be here today?" someone suddenly asked. "Oh, Felix's got something going on today. He's probably running a bit late," someone replied. "Mr. Dickson is a total workaholic. I heard he's still single, huh?" another person chimed in. Whitney's heart sank. 'Oh no, this can't be good,' she thought. 'Wait a sec.

Is this Felix the guy Ivan was talking about last time, the one he wanted to set me up with?' Whitney thought, her stomach churning. "Obviously he's still single. He's so busy that he barely has time to breathe, let alone date girls," someone joked. Mr. Lawson suddenly switched gears and said, "Ms. Moore, are you seeing anyone?" Whitney's smile was a bit stiff. How was she supposed to answer that? 'No boyfriend, but a husband? Yeah, right. she thought, feeling a little awkward. Ivan cut in before she could say a word, "Nah, she just dumped a total scumbag!" "No way!" someone gasped.

"Even a girl as stunning as Ms. Moore got played?" Ivan winked at the guy and waved it off. "Drop it, man. Not worth mentioning." Some of them had figured out why Ivan brought Whitney to the gathering tonight. Everyone knew what was up, but kept quiet about it. They started giving Whitney these knowing glances, thinking, 'Honestly, a prosecutor and a lawyer? They'd make a pretty good couple!' As everyone was chatting, a distinguished-looking man pushed open the door to the private room. He was wearing silver-rimmed glasses, a simple white shirt tucked into his suit pants.

He was pretty slim, but had this clean-cut, fresh vibe about him. Felix came in with an apologetic smile and said, "Sorry I'm late." "Hope I didn't keep you waiting too long," he said. Felix flashed a warm smile at everyone. But when his gaze landed on Whitney, he froze. Clearly, he hadn't expected to see a fresh face at the dinner tonight. "Hey, Felix, you finally made it! We were just waiting on you. Come on, grab this seat!" Mr. Lawson called out. He pulled out the chair right next to Whitney for Felix. Whitney felt a wave of awkwardness wash over her.

'Great, of all the dinners to show up to, I had to pick this one,' she thought. Felix just smiled and took the seat like it was the most natural thing in the world. "Mr. Walton, is this the impressive Ms. Moore you told us about?" Felix asked with a friendly smile. Whitney hadn't expected him to recognize her. She stood up and said with a nod, "Hello, Mr. Dickson. I'm Whitney Moore. You can call me Whitney." Ivan grinned and said, "Yep, that's her. Felix, you've got a sharp memory.

I only mentioned her once and you remembered." 'Didn't I say Felix wouldn't be able to resist Whitney's charm?' Ivan thought, feeling pretty pleased with himself. 'Now the ball's in Whitney's court. Let's see if she actually likes him,' he mused, a bit hopeful. Someone joked, "Felix, do you only have a good memory when there's a pretty girl at the table?" "Oh, no, you're kidding. I just remembered at our last dinner, your daughter wanted a rubber duck. I happened to see one today, so I picked it up for her," Felix replied with a smile. "Wow, thanks!

Looks like I can't tease you anymore tonight, Felix!" the father laughed. Whitney raised her eyebrows, thinking, "This young prosecutor really knows how to work a room. He deflected the teasing and made sure she didn't feel awkward at all. Felix was pretty taken with Whitney. She really was stunning. Honestly, who could resist something beautiful? "Don't take it to heart. They're just joking around," Felix leaned in and whispered, so only Whitney could hear. Whitney shook her head and said, "No worries, I'm used to it." ***** Dustin finally relaxed when he saw Klein walk in alone.

He'd been genuinely worried Klein might show up with Whitney in tow again. "Why aren't you at Royal Crest tonight?" Klein asked, raising his eyebrows. Dustin said with a sigh, "There is a blind date Oliver's dad set up for him. They're in the private room next door. He wants us to swing by, show our faces, and then help him escape." Klein sneered, "Is that really appropriate?" "It'd be weird if I went, but you? No problem at all. After all, you're practically his dad's peer," Dustin teased. Klein just stared, speechless for a second.

'Wait, is he calling me old now?' Klein thought, half amused, half annoyed. Dustin hurried to explain, "Hey, Klein, no offense. You're just way more senior than us, that's all." "So, where's Whitney tonight? Why didn't she come with you?" Dustin asked. Klein shot him a look and said, "Didn't you say no plus-ones tonight?" "She's got a company team-building thing going on, so she couldn't make it," Klein added. Klein checked his watch with a lazy glance and said, "When are we going to bail him out?" "Let's give it ten more minutes. That should do the trick," Dustin said.

As Klein was being led by Dustin toward the private room next door, he suddenly caught sight of a door across the hall, slightly ajar. Inside, Whitney was smiling at a young man next to her. Klein blinked. 'So this is what she calls a team-building event?' he thought, feeling a surge of irritation. Dustin followed his line of sight. He wondered if Klein was being cheated on. Poor man! 田 AD Comment Send gift No Ads Dex Morgan Dex Morgan works to elevate each story with clean writing, emotional balance, and thoughtful flow for readers.