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?”

female doctor chuckled at the first–time father’s curiosity. “That’s something to ask your wife. She’s quite slim, and every woman’s body is

figure on purpose, refusing to eat more,” Ludwik

a loss for words–she was not skimping

worth explaining to

“The baby is right here, swimming like a

touched her stomach, a bit slow on the uptake. She did

Ludwik impatiently moved his hand over. “Silly,

and elegant, rested just below her soft waist.

doctor blushed and

not feel the baby move, but he did not remove his hand, keeping it on Whitney’s stomach, his touch igniting a

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be

and bit

bia away Let the doctor is

then did Ludwik turn sharply catching the doctors

got up gumpty.

and told to wait outside

left noticing the examination

from playful to serious. His eyes, dark and probing, were fixed on the ultrasound image on the computer–it showed two tiny

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

Ludwik’s brow furrowed.

carrying twins, a fact discovered

worried that if they had twins,

letting her believe

with genuine feelings involved, revealing

for her, Ludwik said, a low chuckle in

received the single pregnancy ultrasound picture and scrutinized it–so tiny. It was

image away, and just then, a message from

had been keeping tabs on the mother–daughter

was now aware of

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