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?”

“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 chastised,

at a loss for words–she was not skimping

it was not worth explaining to

able to feel the baby’s movements now, the doctor said, pressing on Whitney’s belly. “The baby is right here, swimming

bit slow on the uptake. She did not feel

impatiently moved his hand over.

strong and elegant, rested just below her soft waist. Whitney’s skin blazed for a

blushed and withdrew

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

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be

glared and bit her lip.

bia away Let the doctor is waiting”

then did Ludwik turn sharply catching

got up

helped up and told to wait outside for the pictures.

examination room door closing

probing, were fixed on the ultrasound image on the computer–it showed two tiny

doctor’s expression grew solemn “Mr. Lippert, do we continue to show the single pregnancy ultrasound to your wife, or

Ludwik’s brow furrowed.

a fact discovered during a two–month check–up.

contract, and Ludwik was guarded, worried that if they had twins, she might want to

been lying to her letting

genuine feelings involved, revealing the truth seemed less straightforward.

surprise for her, Ludwik said, a low chuckle in his voice as the doctor understood

single pregnancy ultrasound picture and scrutinized it–so tiny. It was hard to tell

a message from Tiana popped up: [Yvonne and

tabs on the

lips. This meant Elaine was now aware of

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