Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 259

Chapter 259 

Whitney was on the brink of panic. 

Her little Sammy, only three and a half years old, had somehow managed to board an international flight all by himself and sneak back home. The kid was too smart for his own good, making him quite the troublemaker. 

She dashed across the backyard, heading towards the driveway. 

She remembered giving Sammy a smartwatch with a phone feature. Whitney tried to reach her little munchkin to pinpoint his location. 

Banyan City was vast and full of dangers… 

‘Thud‘! 

She was moving so fast that she accidentally kicked something. 

It was soft and squishy. She looked down to find a little boy! 

He was sitting by the pond, curled up like a little dumpling, dressed in a posh black suit with a white bow tie, sitting up straight with an air of seriousness. 

“Oh, I’m so sorry, little guy!” Whitney apologized in a gentle voice. 

The boy turned his head. The ground lights cast a soft glow. 

Their eyes met, and both paused. 

Daniel thought, “What a beautiful lady.” 

But Whitney was taken aback, pausing for a second before rushing over in shock and annoyance, “Sammy? You little rascal, how did you know Mommy was here, and how dare you come looking for me?” 

Whitney was certain the face belonged to her son beyond any doubt! 

She immediately scooped the child into her arms, hugging him tightly, a mix of alarm and relief 

in her voice. “Baby, you can’t just leave the country without telling Mommy. How could you do this? Do you know how worried I’ve been…..” 

“Mommy?” A cool little voice uttered the syllables. 

His delicate hands pushed her away. 

Whitney frowned slightly, 

The little guy stepped back warily, eyeing her curiously from head to toe, then said with certainty yet politely, “Lady, I don’t know you! You’re so pretty. Are you a kidnapper?” 

To Daniel, despite the bad blood with Ludwik, he remembered every word his dad had said. 

Pretty women are kidnappers! 

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But why did she seem so familiar? His little heart was racing for no apparent reason. 

Speechless, Whitney was completely stunned. 

What on earth was her son talking about? 

She let go of the child, looked him up and down, and gazing into his clear, cold eyes, she had a 

clue. 

“Sammy, is your illness acting up?” He rarely had dissociative episodes, but when he did, he was colder than usual and did not remember anything when he was lucid. 

“You don’t even recognize your mommy now?” 

Whitney muttered to herself, reaching for her son’s hand again, glancing at his outfit and chuckling. “And you came back in a fancy little suit you never wear, with your hair all combed to perfection. 

But don’t think you can fool Mommy like that; no matter what you turn into, you’re still my little Sammy!” 

Sammy? 

Daniel furrowed his brows, studying the woman. Who was she calling? 

“Sammy isn’t my name.” 

Whitney was utterly speechless. How could she explain anything to a kid with dissociative identity disorder? 

“So what’s your name now?” 

Danny pondered for a moment before replying cautiously, “A man can’t just tell a woman his name. What if you have bad intentions? I’d be in trouble then.” 

Whitney grimaced. She pinched his ear, her patience wearing thin, “Enough with the act, okay? I’ll let it slide because you’re sick. Let’s not worry about that for now, Sammy. This place isn’t safe.” 

Whitney looked around warily, mainly afraid that Ludwik would appear out of nowhere. 

If he found out his son was alive, he’d definitely fight her for custody! 

Her brows furrowed, and she quickly scooped him up. “Mommy’s done here. Come on, let’s go home!” 

She kept calling herself ‘Mommy‘ in a sweet and soft voice, which left Daniel slightly stunned. 

Her embrace was so warm. He had never felt warmth like this from Elaine, only annoyance. Taryn had said that he had a real mommy, but she was missing! 

Daniel pursed his lips, hesitating but eventually pushing her away. “I can’t go home with you; I don’t know you. I only came out to get away from those annoying bodyguards. If I go home with you, my family will be angry!” 

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Chapter 259 

Whitney was at a loss, treating his words as if the little boy had concocted some imaginary. family. “Apart from me, where else do you get another family from?” 

Daniel was about to say he had a daddy when Whitney quickly took out her phone, showing him. several photos with a hint of irritation. “Samuel Valentine, let me introduce myself again. I’m your mommy. Here are your photos, hundreds of them on my phone. You are my son. Do you believe me now?” 

Daniel stared at the phone with wide eyes. How did this woman have his picture? 

But no, that was not right. The boy on the phone was dressed differently, all in sporty outfits, not like his own little suit. He looked vibrant and lively, unlike his usual somber and frail self. 

“So he is Samuel, Sammy? Who is he, and why did he have the same face as me? Ludwik has never mentioned I have a brother!” He wondered. 

Daniel’s clever brain was at a loss. What was going on? 

“You have nothing to say now, huh!” Whitney rolled her eyes silently, picking up the little guy again. 

He was daydreaming, cold and cool, very different from the usual Sammy who loved to laugh, was quirky, and a warm–hearted kid. 

Whitney was actually chilled by tonight’s ‘Sammy.‘ 

But considering he was sick, it was not that surprising. 

She smiled, unable to resist giving his cheek a couple of firm kisses. “You be good now, no more resistance, okay? Mommy won’t be mad at you for sneaking back here!” 

Daniel was completely dumbfounded; she was actually kissing him. 

And himself, damn it, he didn’t mind this woman at all! He was even a bit shy and excited, his heart warming along with it. 

This woman, could she really be his real mommy? 

Otherwise, how could she have given birth to a son who looked exactly like him?