Novel Storm
Chapter 77
Chapter 77
“Don’t come any closer. I don’t know you,” Whitney said, clutching herself with a mix of caution and
fear.
“You look familiar though, like a style I fancy,” the woman said with a sleazy and sinister approach.
Her accomplice stood by the door, peeking out cautiously.
Whitney slowly realized something was off. As she pushed herself up against the wall, her face turned
pale.
This was no ordinary cellmate situation. Why had they been locked up right after her?
She tried to scramble away, but the tall woman swiftly pinned her against the corner with a strong grip
on her delicate neck.
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“What do you want?” Whitney struggled.
The woman confirmed they were in a blind spot and revealed her vicious intent, not at all intoxicated as
she had pretended. “Someone wants you to enjoy the ambiance here,” she said with a low chuckle,
tightening her grip on Whitney’s neck. “When I ‘drink,‘ I love to get rough.”
Whitney’s eyes widened in horror as she screamed for help, “Officer, officer! Someone’s attacking
me… mph!”
Her mouth was promptly silenced. The lookout hissed, “Hit her in the stomach.”
No… not the baby!
Whitney was shoved next to a cabinet as the brute kicked her shin, bringing her down to her knees in
agony,
unable to stand.
The woman quickly aimed another kick at Whitney’s stomach, but she curled up tightly, protecting her
belly. Unable to pry her open, the woman grew furious and began to pummel her relentlessly.
Whitney’s face turned ghostly white as she could only think of one person, “L, why haven’t you come?
Save me, please save me.”
Tears streamed down her face in desperation, and in her panic, she began to foam at the mouth.
The beating continued until the lookout panicked, shouting, “Enough! She’s foaming at the mouth;
she’s not gonna die, is she? The cops are coming!”
The assailant stood up and quickly stuffed a blanket into Whitney’s mouth.
The police were at the door, and Whitney could no longer cry out. The officers didn’t notice her plight,
“Your folks are here to bail you out. Come with me now.”
“Sure thing,” the two women hastily exited.
Once the door shut again, Whitney lay curled up on the floor, trying to crawl. However, even the
slightest movement sent waves of pain through her abdomen, causing sweat to bead on her forehead.
Panic took hold, and as she lay on the cold ground, her consciousness began to fade. Helplessly
whimpering, she uttered, “My baby, my baby is in danger, L…”
The helicopter landed swiftly in front of the Lutz Mansion.
Ludwik stepped out, feeling an inexplicable heaviness in his chest, a terrible premonition.
A car seemed to have been waiting, and a man rushed towards him, “Mr. Lippert, there’s trouble at
Imperial Gem Corporation!”
The man was the materials purchasing manager from Imperial Gem Corporation, and he reported
nervously, “My monitoring fell short, Mr. Lippert. Following Whitney’s arrest this afternoon, Carter,
implicated alongside her, confessed that a few months ago, under Whitney’s recommendation, he
delivered counterfeit gemstones
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to a subsidiary of our company. These fakes have now been used in the production of diamond rings. It
might have gone unnoticed, but today’s routine inspection by the commerce and quality inspection
bureau discovered a substandard product in our store. This could be a deliberate act by Whitney This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.
against Imperial Gem Corporation! We’ve made the negative headlines now, and the reputation of
Imperial Gem Corporation, cherished by aristocrats worldwide, is at stake.”
Ludwik’s expression stiffened, his eyes unreadable in the night.
Elaine glanced at the purchasing manager before approaching Ludwik cautiously, “What nonsense are
you spouting? Do you even know who Whitney is to Mr. Lippert?”
Ludwik gestured for silence with a swift hand.
Elaine obediently stopped talking, then whispered, “Bro, you didn’t even know Whitney a few months
ago. There’s some business rivalry between Skye Gem Ltd. and Imperial Gem Corporation…”
A chill rippled through Ludwik’s eyes, growing more intimidating.
He had come to rescue her without fully understanding the situation or knowing that Imperial Gem
Corporation was involved.
He instinctively trusted Whitney. But he had forgotten, Whitney had been in commerce since her teens,
and anyone in business was never simple, including himself.
Recollections of her vendetta against Imperial Gem Corporation and her provocative actions came to
mind.
Since their marriage of convenience, he didn’t truly know her character, only being drawn in by her
stunning face and vibrant personality.
She wasn’t a bad person, but could she potentially harm Imperial Gem Corporation? That was harder
to say.
His mood cooled, and his face grew stern, a change Elaine clearly perceived.
Nevertheless, Ludwik dismissed his doubts and remained determined to save her, making his way
towards the
Lutz Mansion.
Elaine, ever understanding, asked, “Bro, do you need me to suppress the news about Imperial Gem
Corporation? You could cover this up for Whitney, but we must ensure your dad never finds out.”
As if on cue, Ludwik’s phone rang with a call from the Lippert family estate.
The man’s face turned icy.
Elaine feigned surprise, “Your dad might already know about Whitney’s deeds…”
“It might not be her doing,” Ludwik corrected sharply.
Elaine paused.
As he quickly entered the Lutz Mansion, Elaine clenched her fingers. He was determined to save
Whitney at all
costs.
Upon catching sight of Ludwik gracing his presence, Hunter immediately grasped the gravity of the
situation. The Lipperts, one of the city’s four magnates, operated on a different level, with a complex
hierarchy matching their sprawling estate.
With roots deeply embedded in Banyan City, the Lipperts surpassed other elite families. At the helm of
their commercial empire stood Ludwik, the inscrutable third–generation magnate of immeasurable
depths.
Sensing the weight of Ludwik’s prestige, Hunter meticulously prepared some coffee.
But Ludwik didn’t come for coffee. He sat for barely two minutes before laying bare his purpose.
Hunter’s expression stiffened. Whitney had been peddling counterfeit diamonds and boldly selling fake diamonds to deceive him. Shame that his wife had such a strong affinity for the True Love Collection‘. He was ready to drag that girl through the courts, to have her clapped in irons. Yet here
was Ludwik, declaring her
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under his protection.
Though reluctant to concede, Hunter couldn’t ignore the influence of the Lipperts, not just as the first
family of Banyan City but with a reach extended deeper into Emperor City.
Ludwik, the young patriarch, was the last man in the Lippert line one would want to cross, his tactics
daunting even to an old hand like Hunter.
A single call to the precinct and Ludwik’s brow eased.
As the man with the ice–cold aura stepped out of the Lutz Mansion, his commanding silhouette
pressed heavy against the night.
The Lippert’s old butler drove up, blocking the Lutz’s gate. His voice trembled as he spoke, “Sir, the
master wishes to see you at the mansion. He has questions for you.”
“Felix, make haste to the station and get her out,” Ludwik ordered into the night, his urgency cloaked
in calm.
Elaine, ever empathetic, chimed in, “I’ll lend a hand. I’ll get a lawyer. You return to the Lippert Mansion,
Bro. We’ll make sure Whitney is released.”
“She’s with child. Handle it with care!” Ludwik instructed coolly before climbing into the car.
Simon had been pacing outside the police station for hours after two inebriated women had been
hauled in earlier.
Two hours later, they stumbled out.
Simon, leaning against his car and smoking, went unnoticed as they whispered to each other, “She’s
been in there so long; hope she hasn’t kicked the bucket.”
“We only took a small bribe, why push her to the brink…”
Simon froze mid–drag, the cigarette dangling from his lips. He straightened up, his expression shifting
rapidly as he bolted toward the station, “Officer! Was Whitney locked up with those two women? She
might be in danger. Go check on her now!”