Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 1064 In the dead of night, Parker raced through the shadows, making his way to the tarmac as quickly as possible. His sharp eyes scanned the area, and not far from the parked planes, he noticed a white patrol car driving away.

Clenching his fists, he stealthily approached a nearby airport service motorcycle, slipped on a helmet, and followed silently.

Bryce had left the tarmac and switched vehicles, heading away from Emperor City Airport towards Port Number Three.

Parker tailed him on the motorcycle, ditching it near the port. He watched as Bryce boarded a speedboat, cutting swiftly through the moonlit waters, leaving Parker stranded at the dock with no boats left to pursue. He glared at the retreating silhouette on the water, muttering through gritted teeth, "Damn!"

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The night sky was vast and unyielding.

In the middle of the open sea, a massive cruise ship hosted an international jet that had landed not long ago. The plane was parked on one corner of the colossal vessel. Parisa, accompanied by Erik and a few bodyguards, disembarked and made her way to the ship's main lounge.

After hours of flight, a trace of weariness softened Parisa's otherwise striking features. She moved with purpose, entering the lounge swiftly.

Erik immediately summoned the ship's staff to tend to her needs and dispatched a couple of bodyguards to patrol the deck, keeping an eye on the surrounding waters.

Suddenly, a retching sound broke the calm. Florence, clutching a table for support, was violently ill, her frail body doubled over as if trying to expel every ounce of discomfort.

Parisa turned, noticing Florence's pallor. She gestured for the staff to assist her and asked with a furrowed brow, "Florence, are you seasick?"

"Ugh... Mom... I feel awful. Maybe it was the long flight, and the boat's rocking didn't help. Can I get some air? With a bodyguard..." Florence weakly covered her mouth, her face ashen, eyes rimmed with red. She wiped her mouth, looking as if she might be sick again.

Parisa remembered Florence's unhealed incision from a recent surgery, the exhausting journey clearly taking its toll.

Even though stepping outside was not entirely safe, as they were technically back in Harmonia Country, having landed in Emperor City's waters, Parisa nodded. "Have the staff stay with you. Don't wander far, just get some fresh air at the door. If you still feel unwell, come back and take some medicine."

"Mom, now that we're in

her eyes a deep well of

How did she feel?

City airport. This was a precaution Florence had suggested, to avoid drawing unwanted attention. She had told no one from Inko Group, wanting to keep her

seemed to

where she had spent a fragmented youth, was home to her father and brother. What had the Tennyson family once been? What

be back?" Florence asked, concern etched on her face

I

might remember more about

worry about me. I know what I'm doing.

some air and join you for a

"Alright."

the sofa, massaging her

door, taking one last look at Parisa

abruptly-about ten minutes

staff had

darting towards the

it," Erik replied, his demeanor shifting to one of intense

actions, standing up with caution. "Hurry, find

she spoken than Florence's voice pierced the air, "Who are

steadied herself against the table, ready to move.

stay here," Erik

at the door and instructed the remaining eight bodyguards. "Five of