Love Beyond the Mask novel Chapter 1001

“Mr. Lutz, remember what I told you, get moving. I've already got Parisa Tennyson wrapped around my finger, she'll start going after Ludwik Lippert soon enough!”

And then there's Whitney Valentine.

The very thought of Whitney, that tramp, made Florence Sheldon seethe with hatred. Yet, at that moment, she was smirking with pride. Poor Whitney, probably clueless that her mother is still alive and filthy rich, huh?

Too bad for her, I've got her mother under my thumb now. And I'll use her to bring Whitney down.

Soon, Whitney, Ludwik, and those lapdogs at the Sheldon Group will pay the price.

The Sheldon Group will be mine again, and I'll reclaim my spot as the belle of Emperor City.

Suddenly remembering something important, Florence quickly asked, "Mr. Lutz, did you manage to trip up Ludwik? I've just made amends with Parisa, and he cannot come here to mess things up!"

“Don't worry.” Bryce Lutz smirked coldly, “Ludwik is probably hanging by a thread in the forests of central Germinia. If he survives, it'll be a miracle! I had someone lure him into a trap the day before yesterday. The driver took action and has already reported back to me.”

“Really? Now we can rest easy.” Florence laughed heartily.

For now, Ludwik was the only one on her trail, perhaps suspecting something.

If he were dead, she'd have no more worries.

After hanging up, Florence stood up, feeling overjoyed. She walked back to her private ward from the garden, her belly heavy and dragging, the sharp pains like cries for help from the baby inside.

The doctor had suggested inducing labor today since the baby was at risk due to oxygen deprivation.

But she wanted to delay it, to let Whitney’s seed perish as revenge.

Now knowing Ludwik’s fate was uncertain, she mused that even if he wanted to claim his child, it was impossible.

It was time to schedule the induction.

With a malicious smile, Florence felt utterly relaxed as she returned to her room, about to summon her nanny, Cara, when she sensed something off.

A strange sense of intrusion, coupled with a chilling aura, seemed to freeze the room's temperature.

That unsettling gaze seemed to emanate from somewhere in the dark.

Florence's mind stalled, sensing someone else in the room.

She squinted into the darkness, her voice trembling, “Cara?”

No response from the nanny, who should have been there.

A shiver ran down her spine, a sense of imminent danger overwhelming her as she nearly trembled while reaching for the light switch.

Click—

The spacious ward lit up brightly.

And in the next instant, Florence’s confident demeanor froze as she pointed at the tall, imposing figure sitting on the couch in the dead of night, disbelief in her voice, “...Ludwik?”

“How did you find me? Weren’t you…” taken out by Bryce's men?

Bryce had just confirmed it to her. Where did it all go wrong?

However, this man was notoriously resilient. Eliminating him wasn't as easy as Bryce had imagined.

Florence’s face turned ashen, frozen in place at the doorway, too scared to move further.

Ludwik turned, his long fingers casually extinguishing a cigarette, his voice cold as ice, “Disappointed to see me alive? Bryce told you I was dead, didn’t he?”