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.

had been intimate with him. Elaine's

scornful departure didn't deter Florence. She believed in her own allure, confident in her vulnerability and grace. Yet, Ludwik's resolve was known to be

Florence's expression shifted as she called to

to leave nothing to chance

-

his body drenched in sweat, his shirt clinging to his well-defined torso. Disoriented, he stumbled towards the counter in search of water, just as Florence emerged from the bathroom, draped in a thin bathrobe, her skin glowing,

on her, his mind clouded and chaotic. Struggling to stand, he pointed at her,

his finger into her hand, her

body tensed at

her voice soft and convincing, "I'm

his chest as she led him back to the

vision was blurred, reality and illusion merging indistinguishably. The woman before him seemed to transform into the captivating Whitney. "Whitney, is that really

could it be?"

my hotel, remember? We're divorced now, yet here you

designed to confuse and

OUMS

seeing in Florence

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

and shirt buttons, Ludwik's discomfort

attempted to rise, his instincts telling him something was amiss, but Florence

there was still

left in him. With a

pinned him down. She then burst into a girlish giggle, "If you're not up for a shower, no worries. Just take a

and we

a little