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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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.

held by a mom–no wonder the kids at preschool clung to their mothers; it was indeed

to maintain his composure, he hopped down,

house’s swimming pool was larger than this tiny place. It was

alone. You’re only three and a half, and no matter how smart you are, you can’t fly by yourself. There are lots of bad

his cool brow furrowed. What could

never even been on a plane before, and although his

not dare respond, fearing

would quickly admit his mistake and cuddle up

understand what you

before, but fearing discovery, he mumbled stiffly,

a moment, she felt that the tone sounded a bit

dismissed the idea that her little

son’s hair. “You must be hungry, Sammy. Let me

to request his favorites as he would with Ludwik when Whitney took charge and headed to the kitchen.

potential. Could it possibly taste

was won over. It was

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

her, he decided this

three

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his detestable father and

in these

the bell rang.

got up to

at the convention center and guessed you’d taken Sammy home. Is everything alright?”

asking: had Sammy been discovered by Ludwik?

her

a smile, and called

had someone else come in?

less. Perhaps sensing his stature and gentle demeanor, which even seemed to complement his

and lowered head, the

bit wronged, asked Whitney, “What’s

him aside, “Bryce, I’ve told you about

mean he’s having an episode now?”

“Yeah.”

two adults stood there,

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

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

as a hare’s, inwardly

one.

might be disliked, but