Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 602

Before Ryan could even utter a response, Ludwik, with his mother in tow, strode into his home. At the top of the stairs, Sammy made an appearance.

Natalie, standing midway up the staircase, had her eyes widen in shock. "Danny... no, wait!"

She had met Sammy before, even been kidnapped alongside him. In that ordeal, she had lost her bright and heartwarming grandson!

Natalie couldn't forget Sammy's face - every frown, every smile, every gesture!

"Sammy? Ludwik, Ludwik... is this child Sammy?" Tears fiercely fell from Natalie's eyes, her gaze turning fierce with emotion, "Sammy, is he back?!"

"Yes, mother," Ludwik confirmed to Natalie.

"Sammy, you were kidnapped trying to protect your grandma, weren't you happy to see her? She underwent a spinal surgery and has recovered," Ludwik's gaze pierced through to Sammy. The corners of Sammy's eyes reddened with suppressed emotion.

Ludwik, that cunning man, knew exactly how to play his cards, using the grandmother to test him.

Sammy almost lost his composure.

Tightening his grip, Sammy averted his gaze from his grandmother, his expression turning indifferent, "Ludwik, I'm here for you."

With that, the little guy turned and retreated back into his room.

Ludwik, trying to soothe his overly emotional mother, glanced at Ryan, "Help her downstairs. Mother, I'll have the driver take you home."

"But Ludwik, why is Sammy here? Why doesn't he acknowledge me, he..." Natalie was bursting with questions.

Rubbing his temples, Ludwik had decided on a whim to bring his mother today, partly to trigger Sammy's memories.

And partly because he was done hiding Sammy away.

Today was Whitney's wedding.

A storm of emotions whirled in Ludwik's eyes, chilling and tumultuous, yet as calm as a frozen lake.

by the bed,

did he show

know I'm your father?" Ludwik's voice

bending slightly to see into

know who

cold smile as he

too solemn and imposing, his eyes shadowed

his jacket sharp, with a

around his neck,

wasn't needed unless attending

black, elegant

hope you go. I hope you bring mom

yet, so he couldn't show his hand. Recognizing

He needed to stay.

at Sammy's words. 'Dad, mom,'

truly regained

son's slender shoulder, intending to pull him close, "What did you just

Sammy allowed the grip, remaining silent, his clear eyes returning to an indifferent state

his father's hand away and

of today's confrontation, his dad had

never given up on mom, and

Sammy felt at peace.

Say something... talk

can't leave here," Sammy spoke, gazing

logic deepened Ludwik's breathing,

regaining his memory, moving beyond

a reason to confront

reason, he

ashes, he would

past weeks, living in agony, working tirelessly didn't

Whitney were

woman, he would rather destroy everything than let her marry