BOOKSDRAMA Chapter 1210
Chapter 1210
"What do you mean?" Whitney ground her teeth, her face expressionless as she repeated, "Four in the morning..."
Suddenly, her head snapped up, eyes glued to the elevator panel's blinking numbers. A nervous sweat prickled across her forehead. Every second felt like an eternity-she wanted nothing more than to storm Shane's apartment right now. God only knew what Sienna, that conniving witch, was up to by now.
And Emma had even tipped off the press? Before sunrise, were they really planning to stage some kind of "caught in the act" scandal, broadcasting Shane's downfall to the whole world?
If that happened, Shane would never be able to clear his name. Once the story was out, it'd be over.
Wiping the sweat from her brow, Whitney shot out of the elevator the second the doors chimed open.
Sandy almost tripped as Whitney hauled her along.
"Whitney, what is going on with you?"
Whitney barely glanced at the three-door hallway, her glare sharp as a dagger. "Which one's his apartment?!"
Sandy, flustered by her intensity, pointed at the door directly across from them. "That one. But, Whit, what's happening?"
The phone was already ringing before Sandy even pressed it to her ear. Felix picked up right away, thinking it was Whitney. "Ms. Valentine, the security team is almost there. Please stay calm!"
"Whit, the guards are here," Sandy relayed, trying to restrain her sister, who looked like she was about to explode.
But it was no use. Whitney's long legs-clad in combat boots-kicked hard at the door.
BANG. BANG. The loud thuds echoed down the hallway.
"Shane? Shane! Get out here right now! And Sienna, don't make me bust this door down!"
Sandy bit her lip, helpless. She watched as the elevator doors opened again and several burly security guards stepped out Praying they detor Whitney, she was shocked when, at Whitney's O command, they whipped out a lock-picking kit and forced the door open!
"Sandy, with me!" Whitney grabbed her and barreled inside.
The apartment was huge, the living room ceiling soaring up to a second floor. Suddenly, footsteps thundered on the stairs above, followed by a furious, screeching voice. "Who the hell's making all this racket?"
Sienna appeared at the landing, half-dressed, her lipstick smeared, hair wild, eyes unfocused. She froze for a split second when she saw Whitney and Sandy barging in-then her face twisted with rage.
"Sandy, you little homewrecker! I haven't even started dealing with you for chasing after my fiancé, and now you have the nerve to come back and make a scene?"
Sienna spun on Whitney, her voice shrill. "Whitney, who said you could barge into someone's home? You want me to call the cops on you? Get out both of you before lose my patience This is my fiance's
property, and the building manager will be up here any second!"
Whitney shot her a glare sharper than a blade and started up the stairs, yelling,
"Shane? Are you alive in there, or what? Say something!"
"Don't you dare come up here, Whitney! Just because you're riding
high doesn't mean you can do whatever you want, Share and Lare
having a perfectly lovely night, and you, of all people, have no right to interfere. Get out!"
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Losing her cool, Sienna grabbed a
flower vase and down the
stairs at Whitney, who ducked just in time. The content is on
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She'd almost gotten Shane's shirt off-almost sealed the deal. And now, damn Whitney just had to crash the party! The content is on Novelxo.org! Read the latest chapter there!
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"Sienna, stop it!" Sandy's face went ice cold. Whatever insanity tonight brought right of wrong, she'd never stand by and let anyone hurt Whitney. The content is on Novelxo.org! Read the latest chapter there!