Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 322

Bryce blurted out, "Jaxon has escaped."

"What?" Whitney stood up abruptly, causing every executive in the room to turn their gaze towards her.

Whitney's face went through a quick succession of changes, making it clear the meeting couldn't proceed. She gestured dismissively, effectively adjourning the meeting, and headed straight back to her office. "How could we let him escape? The bodyguards..." "He took off when the guards were switching shifts. It's my oversight; I only assigned two of them to watch him. I thought, given his severe lung injury, and considering he was under investigation for manslaughter, he wouldn't run!" "...," Whitney was taken aback.

She squinted her eyes in thought, piecing it together-Jaxon saw her as a lifeline, a way to get out of the Bartels family's clutches only to ditch her when he saw fit!

She had overlooked something crucial: If Jaxon testified against the Bartels family and admitted his guilt, securing her uncle's release from prison, he'd still face a harsh sentence or even life imprisonment. People can be so cunning and treacherous. Jaxon wanted to escape scot-free, to save his own skin.

Damn it!

Fury and frustration swirled in her mind as she thought about her uncle still languishing in jail. Without Jaxon coming forward, her uncle's chance for a retrial was slim to none.

He would face the death penalty, while the Bartels family continued to roam free...

Whitney's eyes reddened with emotion, "Bryce, we have to find him, no matter what!"

"I'll have people search the city discreetly right away."

Whitney nodded, her brow furrowed in worry, "Now that he's out, he's a wanted man. With his ID, there's no way he could leave the country, unless he plans to blackmail the Bartels family..."

"If that fool tries to approach the Bartels, it's as good as signing his own death warrant. They'll make sure he doesn't see the courtroom!"

"My fear is that he's not thinking straight, trying to extort both of us for a quick payout. Playing both sides to escape justice."

Whitney spoke coldly, enveloped in anxiety. She felt powerless as she dashed out, "I'm on my way now. Let's try to pick up his trail. I hope he tries to blackmail me first within these three days..."

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It was 8 PM by the time Whitney dragged her exhausted body back to her apartment.

to kick off her shoes, the nanny rushed over,

expression shifted,

glanced towards the living

usual playful figure was

turning to the

nanny blocked

searched the master

isn't Sammy at

sorry, Ms. Valentine...

nanny had no choice but to reveal the truth, "He gave me a glass of water, and after drinking it, I felt incredibly sleepy. When I was napping, the little guy told me he was going out to a bridal boutique in the suburbs? I tried to stop him, but I couldn't

done something like this, he always came back early on the

be back before you got

there's been no word from Sammy, and he's not answering his

and her three-and-a-half-year-old son hadn't

she ran into the bedroom to check her drawer, noticing

shocked. Had he been sneaking out while she was busy

secretive plans could a

Whitney quickly turned to the nanny, "Split up and look for him. He might

saw him sneak out and took the

of

to help Whitney care for

the nanny not to strictly prevent Sammy from going out

didn't understand Mr. Lutz's reasoning but chose

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made countless calls to his smartwatch,

afternoon, a child abduction case occurred at a bridal boutique in the suburbs. We've redirected all available police resources there..." Whitney froze, remembering the nanny's words about Sammy mentioning a visit to a suburban bridal

my God, could it

would visit a bridal boutique, she hailed a cab and

speculated, "Could Mr. Lippert have staged the abduction to make you give up

on her way. If that were the case, and Sammy wasn't