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.

felt like to be held by a mom–no wonder the kids at preschool clung to their mothers;

his composure, he hopped

than this tiny place. It was

the dangers of flying alone. You’re only three and a half, and

his cool brow furrowed. What could

on a plane before, and although his family was wealthy, his overprotective father had

dare respond, fearing he would give

eyebrow. Usually, Sammy would quickly admit his mistake and cuddle up

you understand what

before, but fearing discovery, he mumbled stiffly,

lips twitched slightly. For a moment, she felt that the

that her little Sammy could be

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

when Whitney took charge and headed to the kitchen. In no time, she presented a steaming plate

the meal’s potential. Could it

Daniel was won over. It was

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

her, he decided this was love.

for three years only to live with another child?

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between his detestable father and

lost in

the bell rang.

quietly got up to answer the

appeared outside. “I couldn’t reach you at the convention center and guessed you’d taken

he was really asking: had Sammy been discovered by

her

shoulder, entered with a smile, and called

stiffened. Why had someone

no less. Perhaps sensing his stature and gentle demeanor, which

and lowered head, the little guy continued eating.

a bit wronged, asked Whitney,

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

mean he’s having

“Yeah.”

two adults stood there, silently observing

thing not to recognize me, but his behavior and habits are different, too. He used to be lively and energetic, never this restrained at mealtime. He’s acting

eyes thoughtfully, “The kid’s current odd behavior does have a hint of Ludwik about it.

as a hare’s, inwardly

one.

but he was