Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 1090

Parisa froze, her eyes locked on the woman who had just stepped out. The

woman was dressed plainly and had a sharp, bitter demeanor. Parisa had no idea who she was.

She pushed the door open and walked inside.

"Parisa, is that really you... stop, just stop right there!"

The woman was Yvonne, her face ghostly pale, as if she'd seen a specter. She stumbled backward in fright.

Parisa was taken aback by her reaction. Why was she acting like this?

Confusion swirled within her as she fixed Yvonne with a piercing gaze, slowly making her way into the courtyard. Her voice was steady as she asked, "You know me? And who are you? Is this your house?"

Yvonne paused, her panicked eyes gradually coming into focus.

She scrutinized the cold, regal woman before her, who was just as breathtakingly beautiful as ever.

Yvonne recalled the first time she'd seen Parisa's photo on Preston's phone. A wild jealousy had taken root in her then.

only dream

laughable. Back then, Preston had resorted to secretly snapping

opportunity to climb the social ladder. She'd thought she'd triumphed over this stunning woman from a noble family. Only later did Yvonne learn that Parisa and Preston

a driver whom Faulkner, Parisa's father, had employed

to hatred. He was approached by Faulkner's rivals, the Bartels Pharmaceutical and Mrs. Holly Sheldon, to slowly

been more than eager to

encouraged Preston to seize Faulkner's

of young Whitney, claiming everything that belonged to the father and daughter. And

she lived the good life. But once Whitney grew up, that

Yvonne was living in disgrace with Monica Valentine, while Preston, often absent, had taken up

the

over a decade, have come

Her beauty had barely changed, though faint

her, even a

She was indeed alive.

how are you still alive?! It's impossible!" Yvonne stammered backing away until she was pressed against the door, "A slow poison and a car crash, are you some kind of monster to survive

trembling voice barely rose above a whisper, but Parisa