Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

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?”

bad blood with Ludwik, he remembered

are kidnappers!

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little heart was racing for no

Whitney was completely stunned.

on earth was her

looked him up and down, and gazing into his clear, cold eyes, she

clue.

had dissociative episodes, but when he did, he was colder than usual and did not remember anything

recognize

muttered to herself, reaching for her son’s hand again, glancing at his outfit and chuckling. “And you came back in a fancy little suit you never wear, with your hair

no matter what you

Sammy?

furrowed his brows, studying the woman.

isn’t my

could she explain anything to a kid with dissociative identity disorder?

your name now?”

tell a woman his name. What if you have bad

pinched his ear, her patience wearing thin, “Enough with the act, okay? I’ll let it slide because you’re sick. Let’s not worry about that for now, Sammy. This place isn’t

that Ludwik would appear

was alive, he’d definitely fight her for custody!

she quickly scooped him up. “Mommy’s done here.

calling herself ‘Mommy‘ in a sweet and soft voice, which left Daniel slightly

this from Elaine, only annoyance. Taryn had said that he had a real mommy, but she

pursed his lips, hesitating but eventually pushing her away. “I can’t go home with you; I don’t know you. I only came out to get away from those annoying bodyguards. If I go home with

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his words as if the little boy had concocted some imaginary. family. “Apart from me, where else do you

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

eyes.

phone was dressed differently, all in sporty outfits, not like his own little suit. He looked vibrant and lively, unlike his usual somber and frail self.

Samuel, Sammy? Who is he, and why did he have the same face as me? Ludwik has never mentioned I have

was at a loss. What was going

now, huh!” Whitney rolled her eyes silently, picking up the little

daydreaming, cold and cool, very different from the usual Sammy who loved to laugh, was quirky,

actually chilled by tonight’s

it was not that surprising.

couple of firm kisses. “You be good now, no more resistance, okay? Mommy won’t be mad at you for sneaking back