Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 297

"Mama! Can't you think it over? This decision is too hasty. I, I can't bear to leave you."

Danny's plea was a truthful echo of his inner turmoil. It had taken him considerable effort to acknowledge his mom, Whitney, on his own, making the mere two encounters they had shared all the more precious.

Whitney froze for a moment as Danny, or 'Sammy' as he was momentarily dubbed, clung tightly to her legs. The look on the little guy's face was one of deep misery, transforming back into the 'clingy' and stoic Sammy she thought she knew. With a deep sigh, driven by a fierce desire to protect him, Whitney headed towards the bedroom. "Sammy, let me pack your bags. You'll be back before you know it, and besides, life abroad suits you better."

Suits me better my foot, Danny thought. He had never been abroad in his life, a true homebody at heart.

Panic started to set in for Danny.

As Whitney began to pull out the luggage, Danny felt trapped, struggling to come up with a solution. "Ah, my head! It hurts so much!" he exclaimed, dramatically collapsing to the ground.

"Sammy?" Bryce, both surprised and concerned, watched as the little guy hit the floor but kept one eye sneakily open to gauge Whitney's reaction.

A smirk tugged at Bryce's lips as he caught on to the act.

"Sammy! What's wrong?" Whitney, completely oblivious, rushed over.

"My head, it's like it's splitting..." Danny groaned, putting on an award-worthy performance, his little hands clutching his stomach.

This confused Whitney even more, her panic rising. "What is it, your head or your stomach, honey?"

Damn, Danny thought, realizing his mistake too late.

Swallowing his pride, Danny moved his hands to his forehead, deciding to stick with the headache story.

"Could it be something serious?" Whitney murmured, her fingers swiftly checking his pulse.

After a few seconds, her expression darkened.

had been quietly observing, coughed lightly,

hold his wrist in silence, and Bryce couldn't help but cough more pointedly, Danny couldn't resist sneaking

Whitney said, her patience wearing

What? She knew?

quickly shut his

going to fake being sick just to avoid going abroad? You used to be more

subtly chastised, Danny's pride took a hit. Was he really falling short

a stubborn pout, he decided

at her

thoughtful look crossing his face before breaking into a soft chuckle. "Doesn't quite seem like Sammy's style. He'd usually have a clever argument by now. But boys

it really that hard

the muffled response from the little figure on the

out he's in Maelstrom Country and manages to whisk him away, you'd be even further from reaching him." Whitney's fingers tightened into fists, her mind racing with the implications

was ruthless; nothing was

Danny,

the moment, tugged at Whitney's sleeve, adding a layer of fear. "What if Dad hides me somewhere abroad? You'd

"He wouldn't dare!"

a mask

now and watch for Ludwik's moves. If he tries

from mentioning the painful past

but she hoped

make lunch. "You both must be exhausted. Don't worry, I've got everything

a smile.

to keep her company, Danny pondered over

ensuring Whitney was settled, Danny sneaked into the

turned, a gentle smile on his

know what you're up to? You're not fooling anyone. You're just trying to keep my mom here because you think if I go to Maelstrom Country, she'll be gone too much. You're after her, aren't you?" Bryce raised an eyebrow, impressed yet caught off guard by the accusation. Sammy was insightful,

said, "Yes, I've been fond of your mom for a very