Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 547

The Lippert family's helicopter soon descended near the secluded mansion. Its loud roar pierced the silence, and inside the tightly shut gates, Florence, who had been in a standoff with the bodyguard, could hear it clearly. Pinned to the couch, her body twisted uncomfortably, she knew the danger was receding. A sly smile crept across Florence's lips.

"What's so funny?!" the bodyguard snapped, ready to act on Mr. Lippert's orders.

Suddenly, the sound of determined footsteps came from outside!

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The family's butler, umbrella in hand, followed closely behind Jason as he stepped off the helicopter, tall and imposing. Several security personnel from Everwood Villa Estate, dressed in black, and a tearful, pale-faced Holly trailed behind him. Ludwik stood alone in the rain, watching them approach. The cigarette between his fingers burned bright red, as chilling as his gaze at that moment. The sight of him silenced Holly's cries.

She rushed forward, tears staining her cheeks, "Florence? Where are you? Ludwik, how could you bring my daughter to a place like this? She's carrying your child! What if something happened? I couldn't bear it. What has she done to offend you? She's already weak, and being pregnant makes it even harder. How could you confine her in such a place? Please, let her go!"

Her cries shook like leaves in the wind. Ludwik watched her performance.

Jason frowned, trying to soothe her, "Mrs. Sheldon, it's just a little misunderstanding between them. Since I'm here, rest assured."

"Ludwik! Is Florence inside?" Jason turned sharply, his gaze piercing.

"Where's the proof she's pregnant?" Ludwik asked, his tone indifferent.

His nonchalance made Holly clench her fists in frustration! She immediately pulled out a medical report from her bag, her voice laced with grievance, "Ludwik, our Florence is an innocent young lady of the Sheldon family. Could we possibly lie to you?" Jason's lips twitched slightly, "Mrs. Sheldon mentioned that Florence wasn't feeling well a few days ago and happened to have a comprehensive check-up at the hospital. That's when she unexpectedly found out she was pregnant."

Ludwik scrutinized it. His fingers brushed over the words "suspected pregnancy." This report, just like Whitney's blood test result from before, gave him a completely different sensation. His veins throbbed, his lips pressed tightly together. "Mom..." Florence's voice, right on cue, came from

daughter is inside... there..." Holly sobbed,

led by Jason, moved towards the entrance and

corners of her mouth-a pitiful sight. Their

me now, you'll regret it! You promised to have a child with me. Is this how you plan to break that promise? Whether she was truly pregnant or faking it, she had aimed for her

looked at him fearfully, his face, his icy demeanor, and started to cry pitifully, "Ludwik, don't be angry. My mom couldn't find me, she was worried. I... I really did ruin your child. I only found out from

poor daughter! You're so fragile, and pregnancy has me worried sick. Being confined here by Ludwik, how could I not be anxious? Ludwik, I had no choice but to turn to your father..." Holly cried

Jason, headache intensifying, knew

the power of a woman's

to take a stand, "Florence? You've been scared enough, no more tears. I'll take you home Ludwik is just

He's already the father of my child,

him towards the helicopter. He got on, turned his head, his

sudden change of attitude led Florence to believe he'd softened under Jason's pressure. A flicker of joy crossed her face, but before she could revel in it, he coldly

out, "Jason, what does Ludwik mean?

glanced at his son, the sharp contours of his face set in stone. He too harbored doubts about Holly's medical report but had

let's get on the plane and head to the

with Florence. With a sniffle, Florence

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the corridor, having called Parker. Parker rushed over, anxious. He hadn't informed Whitney of the situation, as

imposing figure of Ludwik, his face a shade paler than usual. "Ludwik, what

remained silent, his expression