Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 237

At the airport in the South, Ludwik stepped off the plane and immediately turned on his laptop, eager to check the live feed from the sanatorium’s surveillance system.

But the connection was frustratingly spotty, the feed lagging in real–time.

His gaze was icy as worry creased his brow. Without a moment’s hesitation, he dialed the sanatorium.

The director picked up, his voice hesitant and filled with excuses about poor reception in the mountains and ongoing repairs.

Meanwhile, Felix was rambling on about a litany of issues cropping up at the factory,

Yet, Ludwik, standing tall and imposing in the midst of the bustling airport, paid him no mind. A chill surrounded him, his brow twitching with unease.

Suddenly, his phone pinged with a notification.

An unfamiliar number with an international prefix – probably spam?

It rang just once!

For reasons Ludwik could not fathom, he found it unsettling and impulsively tried to call back, but it would not go through.

What the hell was going on?

Something felt very wrong tonight. His right eye twitched, a premonition of impending trouble.

“Mr. Lippert? Mr. Lippert?” Felix called out several times before getting his attention.

Ludwik slowly turned, noticing an inexplicable film of sweat on his palm. “I can’t connect to the sanatorium’s feed. Damn it, what good are they if they can’t get this right? Forget the factory issues. I need to go back.”

Taken aback by Mr. Lippert’s unusual demeanor and evident agitation – he had not rested at all on the flight – Felix did not dare say more and immediately instructed the airport manager, “Prepare Mr. Lippert’s private jet for a return flight.”

“Plot the shortest course. Get me there in two hours. And find out what’s going on at the sanatorium!” Ludwik ordered, pinching the bridge of his nose as he strode back to the cabin.

“What did you say? Imbeciles! She was in labor, and you let her escape?!” Elaine could hardly believe the call from her henchman.

Fuming with rage, she had left the scene to cover her tracks and was busy planting ‘evidence‘ to’turn tonight’s events in her favor. She even planned to cast herself as the ‘victim‘ of a kidnapping by Whitney and Tiana.

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and the B&B was reduced to ashes, all

the others?” Elaine snapped, her eyes flashing with malice as she spun the car around and

of her men severely injured, some with bites or severed wrists. A violent shiver ran down

as he pointed toward the back road from the B&B. “She took a scalpel and car keys.

across the face, seething with fury. “Don’t just stand there. Gather everyone and find her!

glanced nervously around the room and commanded, “And burn this place to the

resilient woman

that room; all she knew was that as a mother, she had done everything

the seat. She could no longer feel her baby

to do? The road was pitch black, deserted.

Elaine’s men, like relentless predators, were surely on her

and fled in the opposite

moon cast a cold light, and the sharp, salty sea breeze cut through

near the coast, still within

to endure, to get farther away to safety for her and her baby, but a sudden gush of blood signaled the onset of labor. She collapsed onto the rocks, her

feel the baby’s tiny, desperate head

bone–chilling wind, she lay back, opened her legs,

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of agony pierced the night, unanswered as if swallowed by the vast sea

that one day she would be giving birth alone in

be driven to such despair by a mistress.

had led them

to hate you. I hate

cloth, her mouth filling with blood. She had no

she

The baby had grown so quickly like she was carrying twins, but the

in the wrong position?

oxygen–starved brain growing fuzzy, the world darkening as she forced herself to stay

baby would

surged out

Whitney tried to reach for her child, but another surge of pain wracked her