Love beyond the mask (Whitney)



Who could have discovered her return home and moved so swiftly to eliminate her?

Parisa's eyes blazed with vengeance as she backed up to the table, reaching beneath it to pull out a small gun, firing at the men in black.

One of them fell, but the gunshot drew more attention, exposing Parisa's position to the rest!

The attackers were numerous, and despite the efforts of her five bodyguards, they were quickly overwhelmed. The remaining men in black rushed at Parisa!

She managed to injure a few, but she was no match for them and was soon captured.

"Mom..." Florence stumbled through the cabin door, her face streaked with blood.

Erik, wounded and leaning against the wall for support, staggered in as well, deeply apologetic. "Chairwoman! I'm sorry, there were too many of them, and they're all trained killers. When we landed, I didn't realize there were people hiding beneath the yacht, waiting for your arrival. I should have been more cautious, but we still fell into their trap!"

"Who sent you?" Parisa demanded, pinned against the wall with a knife at her throat, her voice steady despite the danger.

The man holding the knife sneered at her, making a call with a cold, cruel smile. "Mr. Sheldon, I'm handling the task you and Ludwik assigned. Rest assured, this woman won't set foot in New York City."

Ludwik? Mr. Sheldon?

The name Ludwik struck Parisa like a thunderclap-her father?

"It's Father... it was Father all along!" Florence murmured in agony, turning to look at Parisa. "Mom, I'm sorry, I never thought Dad could be so ruthless, so cruel to you and me..."

She broke down in tears, "Ludwik, I hate you, you want to kill my mom, you vile man. Teaming up with Father, you're both despicable..."

Parisa's icy gaze flared with uncontainable anger. The man who had betrayed her, now wanting her dead?

Her eyes glinted with a dangerous red as she recalled how she had ever loved such a heartless man.

The knife pressed closer to her neck,

and

Dan in black sneered,

"Ludwik

Prepare

one!

ordered us to spare no to die!"

The blade lunged toward Parisa's throat.

"No, take me, but don't kill my mom!" Florence screamed in desperation.

Just then, figure burst through the door with a group of enforcers. "Stop right there! Florence, I'm here, I'

save you. Is this the w

The newcomer was a sophisticated, handsome man with a fierce gaze, pointing directly at Parisa.

Florence's eyes lit up with hope. "Mr. Bryce! That's my mom, you'll help us."

Bryce's men quickly engaged the attackers in a fierce fight.

Parisa squinted, astonished at the sudden turn of events and the young man who had come to their rescue: Bryce?

Meanwhile, some distance away on

the water Parker paddled a small boat, wearing a life vest. He spotted a large yacht with a plane docked on it

Next to the yacht, a speedboat was moored.

Lights flickered on the yacht, and the distant sound of gunfire was barely audible!noveldrama

Parker's eyes narrowed with a sharp, cold determination as he recognized the speedboat Bryce had left with earlier.

Could this yacht be the mysterious landing site?

Was Bryce here to pick someone up?!

His gaze hardened as he pieced together the unfolding mystery.