Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 1039

Can he be trusted? Really, judging from a couple of rumors, Florence's words, or the doctor's, doesn't scratch the surface of who this man truly is!"

"...Madam Chairwoman, are you possibly considering a trip to Harmonia Country?" Erik said, with a focus that seemed to draw inward.

Parisa returned to her executive desk.

Leaning on it with one hand, her gaze was sharp, "It's been nearly two days since Director Phineas was attacked, and yet, there's been no word from the manager of our Harmonia branch about his condition. I've got a bad feeling about this.

If something were to happen to Director Phineas, it would mean the loss of one of the most capable directors in Harmonia Country. As the global chairwoman, how could I just sit by idly?"

Her words implied a hope that Phineas would pull through.

Otherwise, she'd have to step in and sort out the affairs at the domestic branches.

Inko Group, under Phineas's direct supervision, was the conglomerate's crown jewel. Such a vast company couldn't go a day without leadership. Although she's kept a low profile, through Phineas, she's been indirectly collaborating and exercising control. Parisa was deep in thought when suddenly, as if summoned, the office phone rang-

Her gaze shifted from the window back inside as she walked over and picked up the receiver, her slender fingers displaying an incoming international call.

"Miss. Tennyson, it's a call from the Harmonia branch!" Erik approached, reminding her.

Parisa waved him off, already aware, and answered, "Hello, is this the branch manager? I need an update on Director Phineas's condition."

After the caller identified themselves, they shared some news.

Listening, Parisa's legs gave way, stepping back in shock.

"A failed brain surgery, he's in a vegetative state?" Her complexion turned gravely serious, her piercing eyes tightening, "He might never wake up... How could this happen?!"

Erik stood by, watching her grip the phone tightly, her expression stern.

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Three days flew by.

the wait growing

at her age, was still working so tirelessly, like

needed to work late, promising to discuss matters when she returned to the

past few days, she hadn't set foot in

there really so

an immovable corporate giant, understandable, but

treasure yet unable to enjoy the wealth, buried in work day in and day out,

as dull as Parisa, working herself to the bone. She'd

her, Parisa was just like Whitney, both mother and

seemed genetics really did

love for work, the more she remembered her time in the Sheldon family, skimming off the top, exploiting Sandy, and playing up to Emma and Hudson.

she suddenly couldn't adopt Parisa's efficient, modest,

did Parisa suspect she lacked the genes for excellence, or even doubt her

thought, the

days had passed since Parisa

she delayed any further without introducing Bryce to Parisa, Bryce would

it would be a disaster for both her and Bryce. This woman was always

face set as she

needed to see Parisa immediately, to recommend Bryce for the

her mind set, Florence took the Bentley, courteously

among classic European-style buildings,

through the clouds, illuminated the streets of Berlidon and pierced the

into the global conglomerate, securing a position among

birthright

the company's receptionist into the elevator, heading straight to the