Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 1034

Whitney's eyes dimmed with exhaustion, too weary to feel anger anymore. There were things she hadn't known, and it seemed the answers might lie with two little rascals...

She put her phone away, leaning heavily on the kitchen counter, replaying her conversation with Ludwik in her mind, searching for clues among the tangled words. The question that haunted her was about her mother, a topic dredged up from the depths of her heart where

it had been buried for years.

Whitney had come to terms with her mother's supposed death long ago...

But what if there was more to the story?

Unfortunately, the car accident from years ago had become a cold case, covered up by the Valentine family, leaving no records to be found at the Banyan City police station, let alone reopening the investigation.

Her mother...

If she hadn't died...

Whitney clutched at her chest, a tightness gripping her heart at the thought. The world was vast; if her mother was alive somewhere, why hadn't she come forward? Impossible, she thought, as the fleeting hope in her eyes faded back to resignation.

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At the hospital.

thick bandages and hooked up to a monitor, Parker's eyes turned red

a contaminated environment; we need to move him to the

Wilson turned pale. "Doctor, didn't you tell us half an hour ago that

heart or brain failure during the procedure, which is excellent news. But that doesn't mean he's out of the woods yet. He's in a coma, and we can't predict when he'll wake up. We also can't assure you he'll regain consciousness immediately after the anesthesia

the gravity of the situation. Surgery had saved his

chance he'll become vegetative?" Parker couldn't help but blame himself

gripping Parker's arm, scolded, "Parker, don't scare Mrs. Wilson with possibilities the

wound as a severe trauma that didn't damage the entire skull. Deep down, he's conscious. It's just that his injuries are too severe for him to wake up now. Do you understand?""

look, "Mr. Wilson will wake up eventually; it's just a matter of time. For

with a respirator and brain monitor, the medical team left, sealing the sterile environment behind the glass

must keep the news of Mr. Wilson's successful surgery within these walls. My uncle's survival must not leak out. Do you understand? The only news you should spread is that my

could even declare Mr. Wilson

Wilson, who had been quiet, frowned, her gaze shifting from Ludwik's imposing presence to Parker, her eyes cold yet gentle, "Mr. Doonan, Phineas isn't dead. Why declare him so? It's a

still out there, watching. Our plan is to ensure Uncle can recover in peace. If the shooter knows Uncle is alive, they might strike again. And with Inko Group leaderless, there's no telling what the shareholders might do. It's

much. Declaring him dead would cause enormous confusion. How would we explain when

dead would make waves, he hadn't considered

We didn't fully consider the implications. And thank you for allowing us to say he's vegetative. It'll draw out the culprit sooner. And, there's another matter. With Mr. Wilson incapacitated, you have a say in Inko Group's future," Ludwik spoke with

back her son, shaking her head softly, "The matters of Inko Group, being a woman, even if I'm on the board, those shareholders might

Phineas at the company a few times, and the board is aware