Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 1025

Her cheeks were flushed with a silent embarrassment as she nodded, lashes lowered, in a manner that was all too hasty. "Uncle, please don't worry about me. It's this worrying that's got you all restless, even Grandpa came to you in a dream." Keegan gave her a helpless look, a mix of amusement and seriousness in his gaze as he shook his head. "I can't help but think Grandpa's visit in my dream was a metaphor. We all thought your mom didn't stand a chance. But what if, just what if..."

Hearing this, Whitney's expression subtly shifted, a pang of dull pain in her heart. Could there be such a 'what if'?

There was no evidence to suggest her mom could still be alive. After all, her uncle had witnessed the explosion himself, and it had been several years. If there was any news, they would have known by now.

She gave a bitter smile, "More than anyone, I wish there was a one in a million chance my mom was still alive. You don't know how much I missed her during those tough years, when the Valentine family was barely hanging on."

"Dreams might just be dreams," Keegan also sadly shook his head. "Alright, I didn't mean to upset you by bringing this up today. They've been gone for so long, their souls at peace. You should head back soon, weren't you meant to be looking after the kids?" "Please take care of yourself, especially with your health not being great lately. I'll come back the day after tomorrow to keep you company."

"There's no need, Yael's here with me, she's so sensible. Aren't you reassured by that? Focus on your big tasks, Emperor City's situation is still unstable, and your uncle isn't naive," Keegan advised her with a more somber look.

Whitney then stood up, patting his frail hand, and glanced towards the kitchen with a smile, "It's still early. Ludwik should be with the kids. Let me make you your favorite bowl of chicken noodle soup before I go."

"Sure." Keegan smiled, a trace of weariness on his face.

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Ludwik had just arrived at Emperor City Neurology Hospital.

Parker's bodyguard came out to greet him, respectfully leading him towards the OR.

The private ward's corridor, heavily guarded by the Wilson family's security, was completely sealed off. The wide corridor glowed with a stark, cold light, leading directly to the surgery room at the end.

his way past the impenetrable security,

young, aristocratic woman sitting quietly next to Parker,

pondered for

handsome features cold as ice,

voice, "This is my uncle's wife, and their ten-year-old

with Phineas's family background, was

in his late thirties, hence the young child. That's why he and my mother are so close. He worried about the Inko Group

I see.

had noticed Phineas's favoritism and

within the company to be present in such

that was not the

filled with contemplation, thinking about the operational structure of the Inko Group, "It

so far, no one has disobeyed. My uncle is still in surgery; a bullet hit his brain, lodged in a critical spot. The surgery has been going on for over

gaze sharpened, "What happened? Have you looked into the

security were deployed immediately. We found out that my

had bodyguards, and with his status, no one in Emperor

that night, had a bit too much to drink, and decided to take a walk on the path outside the club while the

within the club's premises and

for just a few seconds to fetch some hangover medicine from the club, as my uncle began to feel

and shot my

check the surveillance?" Ludwik

the guy! But the shooter turned out to be an employee of the club, and by the time we got to

a cold laugh escaping