Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 1178

Ludwik shot him a glare, icy and sharp, beads of sweat prickling at his brow. "I know I screwed up. But if you run your mouth again, I'll cut your damn tongue out."

Parker snorted, rolling his eyes. “Easy, man. Look, I'm just saying-it's like they say, 'Better burn down three churches than mess with a marriage.' I'm just surprised. Whitney suddenly inherited a fat trust fund, the Sheldon family backing her, and now Parisa too... I'd be sweating if I were you."

"I'm not," Ludwik replied, his voice flat. "Whatever money Whitney has, it's nothing to do with me. I don't rely on it, I don't care about it. I just want her-simple as that."

Ludwik's background was no fairy tale. Everything he had, he'd clawed out for himself.

That iron will of his

untouchable, unbreakable—wasn't just a front. Money meant

nothing to him these days.

Parker knew that. Ludwik wasn't like Bryce, who only ever schemed to get ahead.

down Bryce. He's holed up in Germinia. Once you're back on your feet, we'll drag him out. The guy's a cripple now-no way he can sway the board

back in Harmonia. He tried to take others down with him, even at the end. Real piece of

he's dead," Ludwik said coldly. "That's Bryce for you. I won't let him off easy. Once he's gone,

the Justice Department-sounds like Florence is getting life without

"Let's get her out of the picture before then. No

verdict, I'll make sure someone takes care

"Good."

shallow, every inhale scraping at his insides. He'd forced himself to stay strong in front of Whitney,

his eyes, his usually striking face almost

last legs. I'm calling the doctor." He hit

"Parker... thanks for sticking by me these

Ludwik, don't get all sentimental

ghost of a smile flickered across Ludwik's lips. "Cut the crap. Go

call her-make peace

it."