Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 260

The bodyguard scooped up Sammy in his arms, causing the boy to freeze momentarily, realizing they must have mistaken him for someone else. With a sudden burst of energy, he turned and made a beeline towards his mother.

But before his little legs could carry him far, the bodyguard hoisted him up again, pleading desperately, “Young master, please, I’m begging you! If you run off again, Boss will have our heads!”

Boss? Who could that be?

Despite being just a child, Sammy was now truly panicked, attempting to use his smartwatch to call his mom, but in the struggle, it fell to the ground.

“I’m not the kid you’re looking for. You’ve got the wrong guy! Let me go, I’m gonna call the cops, help, Mom!”

Ludwik, hearing his son’s cries for help through the walkie–talkie, turned as dark as thunderclouds.

The little rascal was becoming increasingly unruly, sneaking out on his own and even daring to cry for help. Did he not realize he might run into his no–good mother?

Fortunately, he was retrieved in time. Ludwik would not give him the chance to contact that woman and deal with all the ensuing trouble.

Loosening his tie, Ludwik commanded, “Get him back to the villa, pronto! Into the car! I’ll be right behind.”

“Yes, yes… Boss!”

…

Whitney sighed in relief as she drove away from the convention center with ‘Sammy‘ safely in the car.

Suddenly, a Bentley sped past her vehicle. Recognizing it as Ludwik’s, her nerves were on edge for a moment, but thankfully, the car zoomed by without stopping.

In the car, two breaths–one big, one small–sighed in unison.

Whitney glanced back, puzzled, at her ‘son‘.

‘Sammy‘, watching his family’s luxury car drive away, let out a guilty breath.

Meanwhile, in the speeding Bentley, the real Sammy was frantically trying to escape the grip of the bodyguard.

He had just seen his mom in the car! What were these people planning to do with him?

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Chapter 260

The apartment door swung open.

Daniel, having been cradled in his mother’s embrace all the way home, felt an unexpected reluctance to let go.

like to be held by a mom–no wonder the

to maintain his composure, he hopped down, surveying the

larger than this tiny place.

alone. You’re only three and a half, and

brow furrowed. What could he say?

had never even been on a plane before, and although his family

respond, fearing he would

Sammy would quickly admit his mistake and cuddle up to her.

understand what you did wrong?”

wrong before, but fearing discovery, he mumbled stiffly,

twitched slightly. For a moment, she felt that the tone sounded a

dismissed the idea that her little Sammy could be anything like that scoundrel

stroked her son’s hair. “You must be hungry, Sammy.

favorites as he would with Ludwik when Whitney took charge and headed

of the meal’s potential. Could it possibly taste good?

bites, Daniel was

must be Mom’s flavor–the spaghetti tender, the sauce rich. It was every bit as good as

at her, he decided this

abandoned him for three years only

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detestable father and his

was lost in

the bell rang.

to answer the door.

reach you at the convention center and guessed

was really asking:

shook her

patted her shoulder, entered with a smile, and called out,

stiffened. Why had someone else come in?

sensing his stature and gentle demeanor, which even seemed to complement his mother’s presence, Daniel

and lowered head,

a bit wronged, asked Whitney, “What’s up with Sammy?”

“Bryce, I’ve told you about Sammy’s occasional

he’s having an

“Yeah.”

two adults stood there, silently

one thing not to recognize me, but his behavior and habits are different, too. He used to be lively

thoughtfully, “The kid’s current odd behavior does

a hare’s, inwardly retorted that Bryce was the not–very–endearing

one.

but he was charming!