Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 121

On the other end of the phone, Yvonne and her daughter were a bundle of nerves. They had been shackled in a desolate storage facility, and after the goons had left, it took all their wits to make their way back to the Valentine Mansion Now Yvonne’s mind was racing–the con was clear as day!

Stammering. Yvonne said, “Madam, we were kidnapped last night. They claimed you sent them. In a moment of spite. I let it slip about how you got Whitney locked up. But then they said it was not you who sent them. Could it have been Whitney? Was she fishing for information? We’ve been careless, Madam. Please, could you spare us from punishment over Monica’s competition.”

Elaine could not be bothered to listen to them anymore. Her face turned icy in a flash–it had to be Whitney. She was not just fishing for information; she probably recorded everything.

These two dimwits!

Elaine squinted her eyes furiously, caught off guard by Whitney’s sleuthing–she had discovered she was Yvonne’s secret backer.

And now she had Yvonne’s ‘confession.

If Ludwik heard those words….

Elaine clenched her fist tightly. If Whitney had dug this deep, what other evidence might she

hold?

Meanwhile, Ludwik was accompanying Whitney to her four–month prenatal check–up.

Masked and exuding a majestic aura, he undoubtedly drew the gazes of countless expectant mothers, outshining every other husband present.

Whitney lay on the examination bed, her cheeks flushed as the doctor lifted her shirt. Ludwik’s eyes lingered on her slender waist, as smooth as a baby’s skin, befitting her high–society upbringing.

Such a delicate waist, thankfully complemented by a pleasing behind, otherwise, he would seriously worry about how the baby would make its grand entrance in five months.

Catching Whitney’s warning glare, Ludwik sobered his gaze, turning to look at the computer screen opposite

her

In a deep, mellow voice, he asked, “Doctor, when can she start showing?”

something to ask your wife. She’s quite

you hear that? Don’t you dare keep your figure on purpose, refusing to eat more,” Ludwik chastised, dissatisfied

words–she was not skimping on food; she just could not gain

it was not worth explaining

baby is right here, swimming like a little

stomach, a bit slow on the uptake. She did not feel anything.

Ludwik impatiently moved his hand

just below her

blushed and withdrew her

his hand, keeping it on Whitney’s stomach, his touch igniting a warmth in her. Pregnant women can be sensitive, and when Whitney

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be

glared and bit her lip. “What are you doing? L, the baby’s gotten

away Let the doctor is waiting”

catching the doctors embarrassed flush. He

up

Whitney was helped up and told to

left noticing the examination room

probing, were fixed on the ultrasound image on the computer–it

“Mr. Lippert, do we continue to show the single pregnancy ultrasound to your wife, or do we reveal

Ludwik’s brow furrowed.

twins, a fact discovered during

their marriage was just a contract, and Ludwik was guarded, worried that if they had twins, she might want to take one away. Besides,

been lying to her letting her

genuine feelings involved, revealing the truth seemed less straightforward.

they’re born, it’ll be a surprise for her, Ludwik said, a low chuckle in his voice as the

it–so tiny. It was hard to tell if the baby resembled

the image away, and just then, a message from Tiana popped up: [Yvonne and Monica called Elaine’s assistant]

been keeping tabs on the mother–daughter

pressed her lips. This meant Elaine was now aware of Monica’s

[Come to the hospital. It’s showtime.]