Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 163

The driver fought with Keegan’s men, and in the midst of it, Keegan dragged Taryn out of the car

The evening was a blur of shadows and tension as Keegan abducted Natalie, speeding into the night.

“Aren’t you Whitney’s uncle? What the hell are you doing?” Natalie’s voice quivered with panic, her distress so acute she began coughing up blood.

Keegan, who had been firm in his grip on the woman in her fifties, recoiled in shock at the sight of the crimson stains on her handkerchief.

“Are you sick or something?” His voice was harsh and cold as he demanded an answer.

In her agitated state, Natalie’s coughs racked her body. She fumbled for her cell phone to call her son, but her hands shook too much, and the phone slipped into the crevice of the seat.

Clutching at her chest, she stuttered, “I can’t survive without my oxygen tank. I’m critically ill; why would you harm me? Where’s Whitney? Where is she?”

As Keegan’s gaze fell upon her frail frame, his face darkened with a grimace of dismay

“Mr. Tennyson,” his associate hesitated, “With her condition… do we continue?”

“Of course! Stick to the plan and split up!”

The car veered off onto a remote stretch of highway.

Whitney had been trapped in a pitch–dark villa without lights for a whole day.

The wails of the nocturnal sea breeze had tormented her until dawn, and as she endured another day, her stomach churned with hunger, and her unborn child shifted restlessly within her.

With a heavy heart, she soothed herself and the baby, her breaths shallow, tears streaming silently down her face.

He had been ruthless, leaving her to fend for herself in this desolation.

As night fell again, her phone flickered with a meager two percent battery life.

The signal by the sea was erratic, coming and going. Throughout the day, Whitney had been scrolling through the news about United Realty Corporation, reading about him being duped by his wife, about his assets transferred, about the shareholders‘ doubts, and about him being questioned by the police.

Considering all this was her uncle’s doing, and she was his accomplice, Whitney felt as though her heart was being sliced open.

How much more could he endure? Could she make amends and salvage their relationship?

of Skye Gem? And her uncle, Ludwik had not really kidnapped her uncle’s daughter, had he?

bang resonated from the villa’s rear window.

barely stood up when a figure appeared at

darkness, Whitney recognized the voice and cautiously

Mr. Tennyson’s assistant!”

mind raced as

was worried you were still in Ludwik’s clutches, so he sent me to get you. We need to

Whitney nearly lost her footing, a chill

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in disbelief. The thought of

kidnap her? He has lost his

geancel

Yael first! Enough talk! The woman’s coughing up blood, frothing at the mouth, and Mr. Tennyson is panicking. They’ve headed up the mountain road, and you know medicine.

Natalie could not be

There was no time for

Natalie, without her, there would be no hope

police- it would be the

to pierce her heart,

villa’s door was locked, with no guards in sight. Whitney, dripping with cold sweat,

another car was approaching

watched Whitney drive away, making a call, “Elaine, Keegan’s men

Whitney.”

“So, we didn’t need to fake a distress call. Keegan still cares

long as Whitney was implicated in Keegan’s kidnapping scheme, that was

not

Nolan hurried

Despite the surroundings, his dignity remained unblemished, his

could have walked free after the evening’s interrogation, but suddenly, the detectives had politely

him

with frigid sharpness. Cut off from the outside world, his watch and phone confiscated, he was

accused of making two men vanish after a confrontation at the Joyful

Dante, the two guys you told Parker to… Glancing at the police outside, Nolan frowned and changed the subject. “Someone leaked a video of you threatening them that night,

would dredge up such an old affair? Who