Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 1114

Florence's eyes flashed with a chilling resolve as she spoke with a voice as cold as an autumn breeze. "Parisa, let me in the car. I know where your daughter is, and I'll take you to her right now!"

"Let go of me!" Parisa snapped back, quickly pushing her away.

In the midst of their struggle, Parisa suddenly inhaled something strange. It happened so quickly that she couldn't even hold her breath. Her vision blurred rapidly, and she felt her strength ebbing away. Her arm went numb, and she slumped down, powerless to even roll up the car window. Her eyes narrowed with suspicion, "What... what did you give me?"

There was no noticeable smell in the air, but she saw a fine mist emanating from Florence's lips outside the window.

The seemingly frail girl suddenly broke into a terrifying grin, leaning into the open window. "Remember the first day we met? You asked if I'd learned your medical skills?

Why would I? I'm not your daughter.

But I do know a thing or two about poisons.

The brief time we've been talking, puff, was more than enough for me to

succeed." Florence blew gently into the car once more.

her eyelids heavy and unresponsive. Even as she fought the encroaching weakness with every ounce of strength, she slipped towards

for the driver's seat, "Bodyguard,

eyes caught sight of a chilling scene: her bodyguard, frozen in the driver's seat, with two masked figures outside his window, guns pointed at

Tennyson... by the time I realized it, it was too late. These two must have been

her head, trying to stay awake, and turned

and ominous. "That's right, I've been lurking around

Parisa's consciousness slipped away, she shouted,

into action, leaping out of the driver's seat to confront

were no match for armed

that she'd chosen this spot deliberately, knowing it was a blind spot

followed, and the bodyguard slumped back into the driver's seat, his hand still clenched in a

car. Florence, keeping a tight grip on the unconscious Parisa, glanced out the window. "No blood

"None."

phone and purse! Drive! Head into the mountains as fast as

away, Florence dialed Bryce's secretary, "Has Mr. Lutz gotten out of the police station? I've