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Chapter 186 Chapter 186 ས 3 72% 55 vouchers After Whitney returned, she was fortunate enough to take on a cse about a share buyback dispute at a venture capital center. She went back and forth with the opposing lawyer for a week and managed to get her client exactly what they wanted. She wrapped things up so fast that it never even went to trial. Townsend thought Whitney's year of hard work had really paid off, so he made a big deal out of it and threw her a huge celebration party. Valerie leaned in and whispered to Whitney, "Whitney, why does Mr.

Barton keep looking at you like he's trying to butter you up? Come on, do you have something on him or what?" Whitney just shrugged, a little helpless. "Nope. Maybe he's finally decided to clean up his act." Valerie shot her a suspicious look. 'Does that even make sense?' she wondered. Whitney was stumped. 'Should I just text Mr. Barton and tell him to chill out?' she thought. Whitney knew exactly why Townsend was acting so nice, and the two of them just kept it on the down-low, pretending nothing was up. Ivan was all for it.

After all, it meant he could give even more resources to his protégé Whitney. But to people on the outside, it definitely got some eyebrows raised. Someone couldn't help but stir the pot. "Riley, have you noticed how all the men at our firm are falling over themselves for Whitney? She's got some serious charm." Riley just shot him a cold look. "Just the men? I'm a woman, and like her too. People notice when someone's talented. That's just how it is." The gossiper was left feeling deflated. 'Wow, Riley really doesn't care at all,' he thought.

"Riley, aren't you even a little jealous?" he pressed. Riley just laughed. "Seriously? Would you ever get jealous of your own parents? Or your uncle and aunt? Or your cousins? That's not how it works." Seeing his attempt to stir things up had totally flopped, the gossiper finally kept quiet. After the dinner, Ivan slung an arm over Riley's shoulder. "Thanks for handling that. Did someone try to stir the pot again?" "It's fine. People just love to gossip," Riley replied. Whitney waved goodbye to them and then hopped into a black car. Riley raised her eyebrows.

"Your protégé's got some serious connections." Ivan just smiled. "Yeah, that's why so many people are jealous of her." Riley finally understood why Townsend was going out of his way to be so nice to Whitney. ***** "Why didn't you tell me you were picking me up today?" Whitney asked. 1/4 ||| く 10:13 Fri, Dec 26 D Chapter 186 R 72% 55 vouchers Whitney had driven herself to work. But whenever Klein came get her, she'd end up catching a ride with him the next morning too. "Isn't it a husband's job to pick up his wife after work?" Klein said with a grin. Whitney smiled.

She noticed a fancy shopping bag on the floor. "What's this?" she asked. Klein said casually, "It's for you. See if you like it." Whitney opened the bag and saw a pen that sparkled like it was made of stars. She was surprised. "Is this the Night's Radiance?" The Night's Radiance was the holy grail of fountain pens. Studded with 1,919 black diamonds and 100 rubies, and topped off with a nib of gleaming gold, it was pure luxury. Klein asked softly, "Do you like it?" Whitne saw her own initials engraved on the side of the cap, and her heart skipped a beat. "I love it!" Who wouldn't?

This pen was probably worth a fortune. Whitney figured she'd be signing documents like she was handling a priceless artifact from now on. "Promotion gift, just a little late, I know," Klein said. He'd had it made a year ago. But when Whitney left for her studies abroad, he put the whole thing on ice. As they stopped at a red light, Whitney leaned in and kissed his cheek. "Thank you, honey." Klein caught a glimpse of her lips and gave her a sly, teasing smile. "Thank me properly when we get home." Whitney grinned, her voice playful. "Hey, honey, my study trip wasn't for nothing, right?

I really feel like I've improved a lot." Klein's eyes darkened and he swallowed. "Yeah." ***** In the bedroom, the curtains swayed softly in the night breeze, tting a sultry mood. Whitney wrapped her arms around Klein's neck, while he cradle the back of her head, both of them lost in a passionate kiss. Klein didn't hold back, taking her with fierce determination. Whitney was swept up in the moment, her heart racing. Klein's breath was hot and ragged against her ear, making her shiver. Whitney tried to break free, but before she knew it, she was pulled into an even deeper vortex of passion.

2/4 10:13 Fri, Dec 26 A Chapter 186 In the next instant, she was swept away by a force even stronger ost in the whirlwind. ས ཊཱི 72% 55 vouchers Afterward, Whitney's skin was covered in a fine sheen of sweat. Klein held her close, refusing to let go. "You've indeed improved He was answering her question from earlier in the car. "What?" Whitney's mind was blank, her eyes unfocused. "I said you've improved," Klein said, his voice slow and teasing. "Your stamina's gotten a lot better." Whitney, both embarrassed and annoyed, kicked out at him, but he caught her calf right away.

Klein gave a muffled laugh. "Why hit me when I'm just giving you a compliment?" He grinned, "Why don't we try again and see if you've really improved?" Whitney was swept up in another round of passion, and they didn't stop until dawn. Afterward, Klein, still not the least bit tired, marked another circle on his desk calendar, with the very pen he'd given Whitney. ***** For once, it was the weekend, and Whitney actually slept in. She didn't wake up until almost noon. Klein had to head into the office today, so he was out the door by ten. He left her a note before heading out.

Whitney dragged herself out of bed, feeling sore all over. 'No matter how much progress I've made, there's just no way I can keep up with a man who never knows when to stop,' she thought Just as Whitney finished getting ready and sat down to eat, her phone rang. It was Lena calling. "Whit, where are you?" Whitney was caught off guard. "I'm at home. What's going on?" Lena sounded grim. "Tina jumped off a building." Tina's suicide caused a huge stir everywhere and blew up online|| All that hate and vicious trolling that had been flooding the internet just vanished overnight.

The haters suddenly went quiet. Her uncle William went off online, demanding justice for Tina and calling for the trolls to be punished. And then, a suicide note supposedly written by Tina started to g viral, quietly spreading across the internet. [Life just isn't worth it anymore. I'd rather be dead. Dad's gone, Mom's locked up. What's the point of me sticking around? Especially when I see Whitney's life going so well. I feel like a ra and everyone's out to stomp me down. [I don't get why you all keep attacking me. I can't sleep at night, st thinking about it. I give up trying to understand.

Mom, I 3/4 ས ཊཱི 72% Chapter 186 can't wait for you to come home. I'm leaving first. Goodbye. from Tina Moore] The suicide note didn't just call out the trolls, it also put the spotlight on Whitney. Whitney had barely hung up with Lena when Klein's call came i "Did you see what's going on online?" Klein asked, his voice tight with worry. Whitney nodded. "Yeah, I saw it. Don't worry about it. Are they agging me into this?" Klein didn't answer. "Be good, turn off your phone and give me ten minutes. I'll have it all sorted." Whitney did as she was told and locked her screen.

She leaned back on the couch, her face gave nothing away. El 55 vouchers "Tina was never the type to do something like that... How could she have jumped?' Whitney wondered, her mind spinning. It just didn't add up. Suddenly, a thought struck her. She rushed to the garage, jumped in her car, and sped off toward the Moore residence. As soon as she pulled up, Whitney saw some people outside the Moore residence, lining the sidewalk with flowers and candles. "You're Tina's sister, aren't you? You pushed your own sister to her death. Are you happy now?" someone shouted.

Someone chucked a water bottle at Whitney's car. The butler saw the commotion and hurried to open the gate, letting Whitney drive right in. "Whitney, are you alright?" the butler asked, looking worried. Whitney just shook her head. She headed straight upstairs. Some of Tina's stuff was still in the storage room, not completely cleared out yet. Whitney dug out Tina's old notebooks and compared them to the suicide note that was going viral online. To the naked eye, there was no difference in handwriting at all. 'Did Tina really write this?' Whitney wondered, her mind spinning.

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