Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 1091

Chapter 1091

Even though Parisa had lost all of her memories, she distinctly remembered having only one daughter.

The moment she reunited with her daughter, Florence immediately told her, "My name is Florence."

After arriving in Harmonia Country, Florence showed her the new ID card, which clearly stated her name as Florence Tennyson.

But now, the woman standing before her was insisting her daughter's name was... Whitney?

Parisa's dark eyes were a storm of confusion, her heart pounding like a drum. "Say that again. What did you say my daughter's name was?"

Yvonne, faced with Parisa's bewildered expression, was a bit taken aback.

She feared this woman had come back for revenge.

But something seemed off about Parisa.

"Are you... are you really Parisa? You've forgotten your daughter's name, or... have you lost your memory?" Yvonne pointed at her, eyeing Parisa's pale face with a mix of dread and suspicion.

Parisa admitted it straight away, grabbing Yvonne by the collar, "I have lost my memory!

But I remember living here, and being back makes me uncomfortable, which means something bad happened here.

You're terrified of me, which means you're hiding something.

Now tell me, what's my daughter's name, and how old is she?!"

Yvonne stared wide-eyed at this specter from her past. Parisa had amnesia?

Then she wouldn't remember that Yvonne had poisoned her, right?

But those sharp eyes seemed to cut right through her, as if Parisa could see everything.

Regardless of the situation, seeing Parisa's current attire and demeanor-she must be doing incredibly well, exuding a calm and commanding presence.

Yvonne feared what this woman might do to her.

run

and dashed into the villa, shouting, "I told you, her name is Whitney. If you're looking for your daughter, she hasn't lived here in ages. She's off

to your taste anymore, and there's nothing of value

shut frantically,

time Parisa managed to burst through the heavy oak

open. Heading outside, she found a small garden with

woman must have

so scared

clear enough that woman had done

and that woman,

by a revelation

clutching the steering wheel tightly. Her thoughts raced, tearing apart the façade of memories Florence had

straightforward and to the point. "Bring the security detail down the mountain and come find me. Don't mention

where are you? What's

explain when

her eyes, trying to calm

a mask of icy determination,

tingled with

daughter wasn't Florence, but Whitney, then who was this

stared hard at the

Florence complaining countless times about the original wife's malicious

was up

Whitney... Whitney...

pupils constricted with panic as she floored the gas pedal, the car screeching to a halt several yards

previously composed demeanor shattered, her face turned ghostly

girl she thought was her daughter wasn't

Germinia, how Florence had appeared in her life through a car accident, and how this girl bore an uncanny resemblance

been adamant about

a hair sample for

Parisa accepted it as truth,

all a trap

to

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