Love Beyond the Mask novel Chapter 997

North?

That's Berlidon, the capital of Germinia, the powerhouse of its commercial and political spheres.

Ludwik closed his eyes briefly, licking his lips, "Come pick me up, heading to Berlidon. I'm injured."

Was Bryce deliberately stalling, perhaps buying time for Florence?

Why were they heading to Berlidon?

Ludwik stared at his severed arm, gritting his teeth in a low growl as he connected it back.

With a grimace, he stood up and walked over to the lifeless driver beside him, pulling out the driver’s smartphone. After a quick search, sure enough, he saw a text sent to a domestic number - it was about him, Ludwik.

With a cold chuckle, he sent a message: "Ludwik fell into the mountains, fate unknown, mission accomplished."

Then, he tossed the phone away.

Let Bryce relax his guard. He'd head straight to Berlidon, eager to uncover their schemes.

-

Two days later.

Erik laid a document with DNA test results on the desk in front of Parisa.

The woman, closing her luxury pen, looked over the results, her face going pale under the sunlight. She double-checked the 99% mother-daughter match, then lifted her gaze to her assistant, "Are you sure there's no mistake?"

"Chairwoman, I sought out Germinia's most authoritative DNA testing center. I personally watched the doctor submit your hair and the young lady's for analysis. There couldn't be an error," Erik confidently replied.

Parisa pinched the bridge of her nose, her eyes flickering with complex emotions.

There was disbelief - she had found her daughter in the world so easily?

Her emotions were tumultuous, leaning on her desk, "Find a way to bring that girl to me. I need to see her!"

Erik was efficient. Soon, he found a haggard-looking Florence among the homeless under a bridge and promptly brought her to Inko.

Following Erik into the CEO's office, Florence kept her head down, hiding her eyes. When she looked up, it was with a nervous glance forward.

Parisa, arms crossed and emanating an aura of elegance and chill, turned from behind her desk, examining this stranger ‘daughter’ with complex emotions.

"Ah." The sight of the woman made Florence gasp in shock!

Her face filled with astonishment, her eyes wide as she stepped forward, "Your face..."

Touching her own face, she sobbed in disbelief, "Mom... Mom, is that you? I've been searching for you... oh..."

The pregnant girl suddenly threw herself into Parisa's arms, overwhelmed with emotion, tears streaming down her face, "I never thought I'd find you here, Mom, I finally found you! Mr. Erik, what's happening?"

Florence, wiping her tears, looked bewilderedly at Erik.

Her innocent, uneasy demeanor seemed genuinely unaware of everything.

Erik didn't respond immediately, instead looking to Parisa for cues.

Hearing the calls of 'Mom', Parisa's heart ached, but for some reason, when Florence approached her, she felt an inexplicable reluctance, even disliking Florence's face and eyes.

It was hard to explain, as if there wasn't a natural closeness between mother and daughter.

She instinctively pulled away slightly from Florence, her sharp gaze observing her, her expression calming slightly, "Child, what's your name, how old are you? Where do you come from?"

But Florence noticed her movements.