Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 1132

"Hey, let Germinia's shareholders know that Parisa was killed by a man from Ludwik in Harmonia Country.

Once the shareholders are furious, they'll definitely pressure the Harmonia Country embassy to investigate thoroughly. Plus, with the president's anger at Ludwik, there's no way he'll escape."

Florence hesitated for a moment. "But what if Erik reaches out to the main office and accuses us of being responsible for Parisa's death?"

Bryce let out a cold chuckle, a dangerous glint in his eyes. "I'll pay off customs to destroy Erik's visa, making him an illegal immigrant in Harmonia Country. Then, I'll convince the shareholders that Erik was bribed by Ludwik to betray Parisa. Do you think they'd still believe him once they find out he's undocumented?"

"Good plan." Florence's eyes narrowed. "Ludwik might want to keep Erik as evidence, but it's pointless. Parisa is already gone!"

"Exactly. As long as Parisa's dead, I have nothing to worry about. Look forward to tomorrow! This time, I won't just be rich; I'm going to completely uproot the Lippert family!"

the police to find the body. Block all the paths to the canyon. As long as they can't get down there, the currents will

a search team with two tracking dogs arrived in the dense forest. Meanwhile, two of Parker's bodyguards rappelled down

to break a fall. If Mr. Sheldon really fell, he likely plummeted straight into the abyss. He would be injured, so we need to focus our search in

said, her

Parker glanced at the news Shane showed him, and

out the routes as quickly as possible! Ms. Valentine has items belonging to the missing persons. Have the dogs sniff them,

the search team leader nodded earnestly. "Mr. Doonan, we're directly affiliated with the police department. We will

looked once more at Whitney's pale face. He hesitated but didn't speak

deep trouble, but

visit the police station, to check

whole mountain. Whether your father fell or not, they'll find him. As for your mother... if she fell off the same cliff as

torn between hope and despair. The