Love Beyond the Mask novel Chapter 1251

“You’re clever, I’ll give you that. But would you really go that far with a drunk? No way you’d risk your own skin—you’re slippery as an eel.”

Whitney Valentine flung the photo right at her.

Mrs. Nelson’s face turned pale with shock. She immediately snapped at the maid, “Go get that photo, let me see it!”

But before anyone could move, Sienna Turner snatched it up and tore it to shreds in one frantic motion.

Her hands shook, her lips trembled, but she still refused to admit anything. “You just cooked up some random photo and expect everyone to buy your lies? Whitney, you’ve always had it out for me.

You’re just making things up to clear Sandy Turner’s name, that little tramp!

Those three punks in the photo, you bribed them, didn’t you? This is all your twisted setup, and I bet the doctor’s report is fake too!”

She rambled on, her words tumbling over each other as she yelled.

Emma, standing nearby, looked stunned as if she had no idea what was happening, staring at Sienna in disbelief.

Sienna, her voice full of resentment, pushed at the old woman. “Grandma, I’ve always listened to you since I was a kid—except for loving Shane! I’ve kept my distance from every man but him. I have a good reputation among the upper-class girls—I’m careful, I’m clean. Don’t listen to Whitney’s lies!

There’s no such thing as the Lutz brothers—I don’t even know them…”

“Oh, you don’t?” Whitney smirked, clearly amused by Sienna’s thick-skinned denial. “Funny, because last night you went to see Lionel Lutz. And he sure didn’t take you home. Want me to say which hotel you two checked into?”

Sienna covered her face and sobbed, “Whitney, you’ll say anything to frame me!”

Guess she really did pick up a few tricks from Florence Sheldon—she could cry and scream with the best of them.

Whitney just laughed and pulled out a stack of photos, dropping them one by one onto the floor. “I got footage from the street camera showing you walking into the hotel with him! Is this your face, Sienna?”

So you set up this whole scene—pretending to sacrifice yourself, just to ruin Shane and Sandy, to make sure they never get married.

And if things fell apart, your backup plan was always Lionel Lutz.”

Sienna stared at the photos on the floor, her eyes rimmed red.

Whitney was ruthless—how did she even dig up proof of Sienna’s past with Lionel?

No… maybe Ludwik Lippert was helping her behind the scenes.

Sienna’s fingertips went cold, her face drained of color.

Mrs. Nelson turned to Emma. “Emma, this is the granddaughter you raised? Barely grown, and already so conniving? I must have been blind to ever trust your matchmaking.”