Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 1188

"Mom, can you not go all 'Ludwik, Ludwik' at him? Dad literally took two bullets trying to take down that scumbag Bryce for you. The least you could do is be a little more gentle, you know? Maybe call him 'honey,' or 'babe,' or even 'dear.' That's how you get closer! You get me?"

Danny grumbled out his lecture, his mouth full of BBQ ribs, sauce smeared at the

corners.

Wait, what now?

Whitney actually shivered at the thought, her whole face nearly turning pale, cheeks burning with embarrassment. “You little rascal! Have you been binge- watching those soap operas again while I wasn't looking? What on earth are you learning from them?"

She glared at him. "I told you, stop hanging out with your great-grandma so much."

"Look at Sammy, will you? He's your age and already building robots, writing code, and solving math problems like a pro."

Danny's eyes widened in outrage, waving his rib in protest. "Wow, so you're disappointed in me again! You have no idea how to keep a man, Mom. Need me to teach you?"

Whitney nearly choked. This kid's head was always in the clouds, worrying about things he shouldn't. She was about two seconds away from losing her cool. "Listen, kiddo, grown-up stuff isn't for you to butt into. You don't get it, and you're not helping."

heaved a dramatic sigh, rolling his eyes. "If I don't help, you and Dad will

loss for words, while Shane

her napkin, and got up. "Keep squawking and I'll stop feeding you altogether. Enough! Eat your dinner,

peacemaker, stifling a laugh and glancing at his brother. "Mom, Danny's got a point, even if he's a

pinching the bridge

to Ludwik's hospital room, still fuming from the boys. Part of her wanted to take it out on Ludwik, maybe even accuse him of bribing the kids

she reached

thermos

soup, she paused. Felix

by Ludwik's

speaker with someone on

short, hesitating outside

Florence is dead! She died last night in her cell-her throat was slashed with a blunt object, and she fett from the second floor. She was awaiting

ears rang-she snapped her head

snow,

dead? Just