Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 530

Ryan hurried through the night, his two bodyguards in tow, as they helped Ludwik into the Sheldon family's ancient mansion, taking him directly to Florence's bedroom on the second floor. "What dosage did you administer?" Florence asked, laying the man on her bed, her gaze fixed on Ryan.

Ryan squinted. "Ms. Sheldon, given Ludwik's robust constitution, I had to use a heavy dose to ensure he'd be out."

"How long will he be under?"

"No more than an hour. But rest assured, the sedative won't harm his bodily functions."

Florence, looking down at Ludwik's striking features, couldn't help but smile, grateful for her and Ryan's meticulous planning. Despite Ludwik not touching the drugged meal, Ryan's concoction was foolproof.

Florence took a sip of milk, coughed lightly, and with a sharp look in her eyes, she pressed, "What did he ask you when he took you aside?"

"Ludwik was genuinely seeking medical advice for his asthma..."

Ryan glanced towards the bed before lowering his voice, "The kid has it too; it's likely hereditary."

Florence frowned. "But I've never heard of Ludwik having asthma. You don't think he was fishing for information?"

Recalling his conversation with Ludwik, Ryan concealed the fact that he had discreetly prescribed asthma medication for Sammy.

"He didn't ask anything out of the ordinary, and there was nothing probing in his tone. You can trust me, Ms. Sheldon; I didn't give anything away."

Despite her doubts, Florence had more pressing matters to attend to. She extended her hand, "Give me the aphrodisiac."

"Right away." Ryan turned to fetch it from his medical bag.

Elaine, where she inquired about Ludwik's personal affairs, specifically whether Elaine had been intimate with him. Elaine's reaction was telling; she mocked Florence's ambition to secure her place by

own allure, confident in her vulnerability and grace.

expression shifted as she called to

leave nothing

-

torso. Disoriented, he stumbled towards the counter in search of water, just

and

the distance, taking his finger into her hand, her breath warm on his face, "Ludwik,

body tensed at

closer, her voice soft and

traced his chest as she led him

was blurred, reality and illusion merging indistinguishably. The woman before him seemed to

could it

stumbled into my hotel, remember? We're divorced now, yet here you are, again.

words were designed to confuse and

OUMS

reality shattered, seeing in Florence the anger and allure

his inability to stay away, his words heavy with sincerity but met with Florence's darkening

Florence worked to undo his tie and shirt buttons, Ludwik's discomfort grew. His memories clashed with the present, the intimacy

his instincts telling him something was amiss, but Florence pressed on, determined

realized there was

in

for a shower, no worries. Just take a seat. I've got a couple of fine bottles of red wine.

them, and we

a little