Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 394

In the bedroom.

Tiana peeked out the door, then turned back to help Whitney up, saying, "Whitney, I think I heard Ludwik's call was from a doctor, something about his mother? He left in a hurry..." Whitney's glazed eyes slightly lifted.

Outside, Keegan's wheelchair moved past from the next room but didn't enter the bedroom.

Torin stood by as Keegan sighed deeply, his heart heavy, "Whitney's ill too. All because of the Bartels family's dirty deeds, we lost our dear Sammy... It's my fault, I'm powerless, couldn't offer her any help. Torin, I've realized, she needs to return to her roots... You mentioned the Sheldon family from Emperor City, when will Hudson come to claim her? Ludwik's unreliable, Whitney needs a family to lean on!" After the kidnapping of Sammy, Keegan desperately wished for Whitney to have strong protection to rise again.

Torin silently sighed, signing to Keegan, "It should be soon. I've sent out Ms. Parisa's token, and the head of the Sheldon family has already visited the Banyan City cemetery to pay respects. He can easily find Whitney, but for such a large family, acknowledging his daughter requires some preparation..."

Keegan understood. Whitney was born out of wedlock, and the Sheldon family, as he'd heard, was a vast dynasty from Emperor City.

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through the corridors. The sign for Oncology loomed large, casting a shadow over Ludwik, who was told to

papers scattered across the floor. She too fell, her ink-black hair spreading over her white dress, her lace hat knocked off, and as she fainted, the faint scent of

over there!" Seeing no sign of her awakening, he reluctantly picked her up. Intending to leave her on a

his grip loosening. The girl weakly woke, her voice clear but sad, "Thank you, sir, just... leave the papers beside me." Ludwik, indifferent, bent down to place the papers. His gaze inadvertently caught the word 'terminal', with a prognosis of one to two years. He realized the severity of the girl's condition. But the cold man felt no

the papers, standing up, her fingers trembling as she reached

found himself asking, ready to call

bitter smile, tears rolling down her face, soaking his sleeve. She apologized, her eyes wet yet numb, "Every patient here is

Ludwik look again, his lips pressed into a thin

gently, walking away alone. Ludwik, about to search for an elevator, was approached by a medical assistant, "Mr. Lippert, Dr. Ford is in the lab with some experts for your mother's final consultation. Could you wait half an hour?" Ludwik's heart sank, what illness needed such consultation? He nodded, lost in thought, realizing he still held the

into wealth, judging by your skin. We've

face. Her expression was one of despair and resignation, not even struggling, her eyes

by the sound of rain, her fate seemed sealed. Ludwik, watching from the entrance, wasn't one to interfere.

blink of an eye, his towering figure disappeared into the rain, and within moments, agonized cries filled the air as the hoodlums

her head, took deep breaths to calm herself. When she finally lifted her gaze, her eyes wide and startled like a deer caught in headlights, she saw him. "Sir, why is it you again?" There was a mix of surprise and relief in her tone. Grateful, she navigated her way past the groaning thugs towards the tall