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.

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

hopped down, surveying the

swimming pool was larger than this tiny place. It

hands on her hips, she was ready for a lecture. “Sammy, we need to talk about the dangers of flying alone. You’re only three and a half, and no matter how smart you are, you can’t fly by yourself. There are

sat rigidly, his cool brow furrowed. What could

his family was wealthy, his overprotective father had never allowed it.

respond, fearing he

Usually, Sammy would quickly admit his mistake and cuddle

what

had never admitted to being wrong before, but fearing

felt that the tone sounded

she dismissed the idea that her little Sammy

hair. “You must be hungry,

request his favorites as he would with Ludwik when Whitney took charge and headed to the kitchen. In no time, she presented a steaming

meal’s potential. Could it possibly taste good?

bites, Daniel was won over. It was

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

he decided this was

she abandoned him for three years only

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his detestable father and his mother?

lost in these

the bell

up to answer

“I couldn’t reach you at the convention center and guessed you’d taken Sammy home. Is

what he was really asking: had Sammy been

shook her head.

a smile, and

someone else come

man, no less. Perhaps sensing his stature and gentle demeanor, which even seemed to complement his mother’s presence,

a haughty glance and lowered head,

asked Whitney,

“Bryce, I’ve told you

he’s having an

“Yeah.”

stood there, silently observing

me, but his behavior and habits are different, too. He used

narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, “The kid’s current odd behavior does have a hint of Ludwik about it. Not very endearing…”

as a hare’s, inwardly retorted

one.

might be disliked, but