Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 1047

Parker glared at the shattered mouse on the floor, his mischief-filled face turning dark as night. "Damn it, Ludwik. Was that really necessary? Trying to stab me in the lung or what? You aiming for murder?" "Shut your trap," Ludwik retorted, his face darker than a burnt pan, his icy glare cutting through the air.

But considering his own 'condition,' he clenched his jaw, unable to come back with anything.

"Ooh," Parker taunted, walking over, oblivious to danger. "Got a bit touchy, did we? Or did Whitney finally give you the boot?"

"You asking for it?"

Another file flew through the air with chilling force.

Parker, barely holding back his laughter, nimbly dodged it, his lean chest vibrating with suppressed chuckles.

He eyed Ludwik's muscular frame always the cream of the crop, a real masterpiece from the heavens.

Older by a few years, but physically, Ludwik was in a league of his own.

Just look at those perfect legs, fierce abs, and that mesmerizing body ratio.

And beneath that crisp white shirt, a chest tight with tension. And Whitney's not into this?

Must be blind, that woman. Doesn't know what she's missing.

But speaking of being blind, Tiana's no better.

Ignoring his own superior physique and strength... sigh.

Parker got back to the point, trying to give some brotherly advice, "If you wanna get rid of Bryce and Florence quickly, don't shoulder all the pressure yourself.

The mess in Emperor City, including my uncle's troubles, it's not your fault.

Without your early actions against Bryce, that guy would've gotten greedy and targeted Inko Group sooner or later anyway.

responsibility, Ludwik. It'll wear

from you, I just found out you actually went to

the dark

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non-stop, probably haven't even seen Whitney, let alone find time to chat with her, get a feel for

thin line, falling silent

forget to show some tenderness to your lady. You

me, no matter how busy, I always call Tiana every day, try to cheer her up

forget, after you wrap up Inko Group's stuff tonight, take some time tomorrow morning to go back, take a shower, and see Whitney. Otherwise, she'll think you don't care about her. And with your daughter's situation as it is, if you don't show Whitney any consideration,

voice low and tight,

him since

wanted to ask something, but he had

She must be angry.

rugged fingers, coldly pressing against his temples, his

and the

situation, she couldn't quel the anger that had been simmering since that bizarre

busy; when he

attitude, how could Whitney believe he was

brainwashed by Camilla's constant nagging about 'getting

over the past few days. Her focus was on her sons, trying to figure out what Ludwik and the boys had

the Lippert family's quaint

his study to finish up work for the

and his family returned to their

maid,

when both her sons jumped down from their chairs, taking advantage of Whitney helping the maid clear the table to exchange a look. Danny said, looking up, "Mommy, Sammy and I are gonna go upstairs to watch cartoons. If you wanna go for a walk later,

on the dishes in her hands, noticed her sons hadn't

stopping them, "Hold on, you both

normally a food lover, but now devoid

their little sister in the hospital, looking so pitiful, they'd lost their appetite, feeling guilty for even

was still suffering in