Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair
Chatper 259
Chapter 259
Whitney was on the brink of panic.
Her little Sammy, only three and a half years old, had somehow managed to board an international flight all by himself and sneak back home. The kid was too smart for his own good, making him quite the troublemaker.
She dashed across the backyard, heading towards the driveway.
She remembered giving Sammy a smartwatch with a phone feature. Whitney tried to reach her little munchkin to pinpoint his location.
Banyan City was vast and full of dangers…
‘Thud‘!
She was moving so fast that she accidentally kicked something.
It was soft and squishy. She looked down to find a little boy!
He was sitting by the pond, curled up like a little dumpling, dressed in a posh black suit with a white bow tie, sitting up straight with an air of seriousness.
“Oh, I’m so sorry, little guy!” Whitney apologized in a gentle voice.
The boy turned his head. The ground lights cast a soft glow.
Their eyes met, and both paused.
Daniel thought, “What a beautiful lady.”
But Whitney was taken aback, pausing for a second before rushing over in shock and annoyance, “Sammy? You little rascal, how did you know Mommy was here, and how dare you come looking for me?”
Whitney was certain the face belonged to her son beyond any doubt!
She immediately scooped the child into her arms, hugging him tightly, a mix of alarm and relief
in her voice. “Baby, you can’t just leave the country without telling Mommy. How could you do this? Do you know how worried I’ve been…..”
“Mommy?” A cool little voice uttered the syllables.
His delicate hands pushed her away.
Whitney frowned slightly,
The little guy stepped back warily, eyeing her curiously from head to toe, then said with certainty yet politely, “Lady, I don’t know you! You’re so pretty. Are you a kidnapper?”
Ludwik, he remembered every
women are kidnappers!
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familiar? His little
Whitney was completely
earth was her
go of the child, looked him up and down, and gazing into his clear,
clue.
dissociative episodes, but when he did, he was colder than usual and
don’t even recognize
you came back in a fancy little suit you
you can fool Mommy like that; no matter what you turn into, you’re
Sammy?
furrowed his brows, studying the
isn’t my name.”
explain anything to
what’s your name
for a moment before replying cautiously, “A man can’t just tell a woman
wearing thin, “Enough with the act, okay? I’ll let it slide because you’re sick. Let’s
looked around warily, mainly afraid that Ludwik would appear out
his son was alive,
and she quickly scooped him up. “Mommy’s
a sweet and soft voice, which left Daniel
like this from Elaine, only annoyance.
home with you; I don’t know you. I only came out to get away from those annoying bodyguards. If I go home with you, my family will
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Chapter 259
treating his words as if the little boy had concocted some imaginary. family. “Apart from me, where else do you
had a daddy when Whitney quickly took out her phone, showing him. several photos with a hint of irritation. “Samuel Valentine, let me introduce myself again. I’m your mommy. Here are your photos, hundreds of them on my phone. You are my son. Do you believe
wide eyes.
The boy on the phone was dressed differently, all in sporty outfits, not
Who is he, and why did he have the same face as
brain was at a loss. What was going
her eyes silently, picking up the little guy
different from the usual Sammy who
was actually chilled
it was not that surprising.
a couple of firm kisses. “You be good now, no more resistance, okay?
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