Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 1089

Parisa's eyes held a hidden coldness and sharpness. "Mom asked you, how long ago did he die, exactly?"

Why was she asking this suddenly?

Florence felt a chill run down her spine as Parisa's piercing gaze settled on her. Her eyes followed Parisa's previous line of sight and finally noticed the clue.

The tombstone was temporarily placed. Bryce was meticulous in his work, but the soil still showed signs of having been disturbed. Despite the grass covering it well, it wasn't enough to fool a woman as suspicious as Parisa.

Florence narrowed her eyes and quickly changed her tone, speaking with a sorrowful voice, "Mom, Uncle passed away six months ago.

A year ago, when I moved from Banyan City to Emperor City to reconnect with my father, that's when the hard times for Uncle and me began.

Later, Whitney cruelly took Uncle's life. At that time, Ludwik abandoned me and even sided with her.

I lost the only support I had, and I couldn't rely on my father.

In a rush, I collected Uncle's ashes and brought them back to Grandpa's place outside of Banyan City.

I didn't have time to give him a proper burial then, so I just buried Uncle's ashes under Grandpa's soil.

This new tombstone, I asked Mr. Lutz to make it for me, thinking that if I couldn't find Mom and ended up dying abroad, at least Uncle would have a place.

The tombstone must have been finished recently; that's why there are signs of fresh soil.

In any case... it was my mistake. I was overwhelmed at the time.

I'm sorry, Mom!"

Her explanation, cleverly woven, managed to cover the traces of the disturbed soil.

Parisa's furrowed brow didn't relax. Listening to Florence, her mind was filled with thoughts.

The predominant feeling was disbelief at how unreliable Florence seemed to be.

Her own uncle had died, and she hadn't buried him properly? A tombstone only recently put in place!

at Florence, a hint of coldness in her eyes, even pointing at the grave to question, "Are your uncle's

Florence was taken aback.

her? Was she going to dig it

welling up, "Mom! I respected Uncle like a father; how could I lie about this? If you don't believe me, you

would disturb Grandpa. Starting off by digging up

at her for a long time before finally looking

right after returning

Florence was still her daughter. She couldn't believe she'd be so

should have been

tombstone. She glanced at her father's burial plot and the care given by the cemetery staff. She stood up, dissatisfied. "How can your uncle and grandpa be crammed into one place? You didn't think this through. Why didn't you buy an adjacent

next to

even dead, and she couldn't

temples, giving a cool command, "Florence, go down to the cemetery office now and buy the adjacent plot at a high price.

stay here and oversee

for Keegan was

annoyance. Why did she always feel like Florence was indifferent

the cemetery management, buy the plot, and

unhappy with

was anxious that Parisa might cause more trouble; she

don't be upset. I'll go and

if she left Parisa here, she might encounter someone

they were all Erik's

firmly against

her

there. Her headache was getting worse, and she was struggling to breathe, losing patience. She spoke coldly, "I'm not feeling well, Florence. You should be able

could see she was really unwell,

cemetery. She was unfamiliar with the area, unlikely to leave, and

Florence nodded, full of concern, "I brought your calming medicine, Mom. Let Erik help you sit down

stay here, don't move around, or I'll have a hard time finding you!" "Okay." Parisa clutched her chest, breathing heavily, her brows tightly knit. Florence reluctantly descended the steps, turning back with every few

left, his gaze deepened as he crouched next to Parisa.

pain genuine, her face alarmingly pale. She gestured for Erik to help

my mind was splitting with pain, and I saw