Chapter 135 You Were Angry Just Now

Sering this scene, Whitney felt a sudden pang of disconfort in her heart,

Howe, Stella only managed to brush against the edge of Novel senat as he had sidestepped Stella fell flat on the genre-fin

The pebble covered path wasn't soft, and it hurt.

Stella posted, on the verge of trans "Mr. Howard, why didn't you

Workhorshedeft hiscon "It's freshly cleaned, I don't wait to petdiny."

Whitney couldn't hold back a laugh. Hearing tur, Noel glanced interdirection.

She had no choice bot to step forward, but fostradol helping Stella up, she asked, "Where's reandpa? Aren't your supposed to be walking with him?"

"It was time for her medication, so orandpa went back first !!

Nordwalked past her, and in a voler low enough for only the twood them to hear, he said,

As soon as Whitney entered the backyard earlier, Noel had noticed her. He had also seen the way her expressional darkened when Stellathrew herself at hom

Noel raised his eyebrows slightly, the comers of his lips tugging into a faint smile. He said nothing more and walker uck via another path

Whitney escorted Westley and the oilers out of the Howard residence,

"Theard you get 10% of Howard Group's shoes from Mr. Howard Senior?Westley said.

Whitney hadn't mentioned it, but she knew her father would find out BOOTFE OF

Westley continued, "with 10% of the shares, you can enter Howard Group's board of directors Find a way to get in and help the Spencer family secure mone business deals."

"you give me too much credit. Howard Group's band isn't something I can just join at will. Even if I hold 10% of the shares, what does that have to do with the Spencer family?" Whitney's expression was cold. Lowering his voice, Westley said, "How does it not? You're a Spencer! Don't think that marrying into the Howard family changes that. You're still a Spencer. Don't forget your mother is still lying in the hospital"

"I haven't forgotten!" Whitney glared at him, her darkeyes ablaze with anger. "I'm not heartless like you. She's my mother. Of course, I'll care for her. But let me wam you. If you dare do anything to her, I'll return the shares Grandpa gave mel" Leaving those words behind, Whitney tumed and walked away.

Westley was so furious he couldn't speak. He was genuinely afraid she might lose her temper and give up the shares

"Hmph, what did I tell you? She's an ungrateful brat. We raised her for so long, and how does she repay in? She won't see a single penny of the Spencer family's Inheritance in the future! Rebecca cursed billedy.

At this moment, Stella spoke up, "Dad, don't count on Whitney more. Once I marry Noel, what business can't the Spencer family do?"

Westley turned sharply to his younger daughter, his eyes wide. "What? Since when were you and Noel together?"

Earlier, Noel hadn't even looked at Stella when entered.

Stell smiled softly. "There's no need for you to ask too many questions, just wait for Beckham Howard to come knocking."

Go what if Noel hadn't give her a glance earlier? Which man didn't have wandering eyes?

With her looks and figure, plenty of men would drool over her. She didn't believe Noel would be an exception

Once she got her hands on and secured a pregnancy, wouldn't it be easy to marry into the Howard family?

Westley was stunned for a moment before breaking into a smile. "You're truly my good daughter. It youcan marry Noel, then the Spencer family's business will be yours to inherit!"

"Of course Stellais no ordinary girl," Rebecca chimed improudly.

The three of them got into the car and left the Howard residence.

This was Whitney's third time visiting the surveillance room at Universal Architecture, and this time, she brought a small gift box with her.

"Patrick, I was at the mall yesterday.

ay and saw this lighter. I thought it suited you prfectly, so I bought it for you."noveldrama

As she spoke, she opened the gift box to reveal a silver metal lighter

The first two times Whitney had come to check the surveillance footage, had wanted to find out who tamprard with the laptop.

Since no one at Seabourke Architectural Institute had touched it, it had to have been at Universal Architecture

Noel's words had given her a hint. She had someone in mind but couldn't confront them without proof. Hence, checking the surveillance was necessary.

However, Patrick Sleed, the surveillance room's guard, refused to let her access the footage, claiming that approval from a supervisor or someone of a higher rank was required.

Whitney had no excuse to approach someone at the supervisor level, so she was about to give up when she accidentally discovered that other department staff could freely access the surveillance footage. Through indirect inquiries, she learned there was a workaround.

Patrick glanced at the lighter, unable to hide the greed in his eyes. It was worth thousands-something a low-level security guard like him couldn't afford

oh, you shouldn't have," he said, though his hand had already reached for it.

Then, L. Wisitney Trailed off.

"Go ahead, go ahead! Look at whatever you want for as long as you want!" Patrick's gaze was fixed on the lighter, holding it fondly like it was a treasure Whitney moved the mouse, selected the date and time, and began playing the Inotage frame by frame.

Finally, she saw the figure she had been looking for.