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.

Chapter 237

the B&B was reduced to ashes, all the secrets would die with Whitney in the inferno.

are the others?” Elaine snapped, her eyes flashing with malice

at the B&B, she was greeted by a scene of carnage, with several of her men severely injured, some with

dying woman was terrifying. She fought us tooth and nail to protect her child…” Only one henchman was left unscathed, wiping blood from his eyes as he pointed toward the back road

fury. “Don’t just stand there. Gather everyone and find her! Kill her on sight, and make

and commanded, “And burn this place to the

the resilient woman

world around her a blur. She could not recall how she managed to escape from that room; all she knew was that as a mother,

could no

to do? The road was pitch black, deserted.

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

sending it careening down a slope, and fled in the opposite direction, vaulting over the highway barrier into the trees lining

the sharp, salty sea breeze cut through the air.

the coast, still within the territory of the coastal sanatorium..

gush of blood signaled the onset of labor.

the baby’s tiny, desperate head

legs, and began to push

Chapter 237

the night, unanswered as

birth alone in the wilderness, secretly enduring all the pain and torment to save her

never thought she would be driven to such despair by

led them

ounce of pain reminds me to hate you. I hate you,

with blood. She had no strength left; she was gravely injured at the B&B and was

she deliver?

and she was nearly blacking out. The baby had grown so quickly like she was carrying twins, but the doctor had said it

in the

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

baby would suffocate

surged out

Whitney tried to reach for her child,