Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 303

Danny probably went to visit his grandma; he's always been fond of his mother.

Chuckling to himself, the man passed by Elaine's bedroom without stopping and headed straight for the study. Through the crack in the door, Elaine caught a glimpse of his indifferent profile, her eyes darkening with emotion.

"Alright, enough. I'm fine now. You all can leave," Elaine snapped at the doctors and nurses. Once everyone else had left, Lyra helped her up. "Miss, don't be so upset. Just play nice with the little brat for a few days. Mr. Lippert's anger will subside eventually. Then, pick a cozy evening to make your move and seal the deal! Once you've been intimate, he'll naturally be more protective of you."

Elaine gave Lyra a look, her expression softening slightly. Forget waiting; she wanted to drug him tonight! But the timing wasn't right; they were at odds. The pair went downstairs, Elaine's face clouded with anger. "Where's that little bastard?" Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a small backpack. She grabbed it, knowing well that a kindergartener’s backpack is always empty; kids that age don't have homework. Pressing a spot on the bag, she recoiled in disgust.

Elaine unzipped the bag and pulled out an item. Her gaze fell on a familiar bottle of asthma medication, her eyes narrowing sharply! This medicine again? It had disappeared for two days, and now it was back! She remembered clearly questioning Danny; the kid denied needing such medication. So, who really needs to use this medicine?

Elaine's thoughts grew heavy as she narrowed her eyes in recollection, thinking about the vastly different behaviors of Danny these past few days. She had wondered if the child was sick, perhaps with a personality disorder? But then, thinking back to today, Danny had gotten into a fight with five other kids at kindergarten. He wasn't hurt, but he made the others bleed from their noses. Danny, frail and often ill, how could he have the strength for that? Even his taekwondo instructor said he was too weak, advising nurture over time. If it was the same child, even with a split personality, the physical capability wouldn't vary this much! Unless someone else was taking his place?

A tightness clutched at Elaine's heart, a chill of suspicion creeping up her spine. Her gaze rapidly changing, she immediately called out to Lyra, "Quick, go find Danny for me. I need to take a closer look at his face!" Before Lyra could move, she hesitated, wary of disturbing Ludwik upstairs. Besides, she couldn't fathom the possibility of there being another child who looked exactly like Danny. If there was, that child was supposed to be dead, buried in the cemetery by Ludwik! What was this mystery?

Elaine grabbed Lyra again, placing the asthma medicine back in the backpack with a dark, ominous look. "I'll find him myself. Leave the medicine and don't mention it to Mr. Lippert."

"Elaine, Fleur said the young master went towards the backyard."

To see his deceased grandmother? Elaine immediately headed towards the guesthouse, convinced of the oddity surrounding this ‘Danny’. She had been outwitted by a child repeatedly, and it was high time to investigate!

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In the guesthouse, within a room on the first floor, Sammy walked in with new medication, finding Taryn feeding their comatose grandmother nutritional fluids through a feeding tube.

"Little master, you have some time for us?" Taryn turned around with a bright smile. Pretending, Sammy returned a cold smile. While Taryn was distracted, he remotely closed all the windows.

After Taryn finished feeding and began to tidy up, Sammy whispered, "Taryn, didn't you say grandma's medication had run out?"

"Shh…" Taryn quickly checked their surroundings, stepping out to call upwards, "Turn off the surveillance for a moment; I need to change the old lady's clothes." Once the bodyguard turned off the cameras, Taryn closed the door, pulling Sammy aside with a serious tone. "We need to be careful. You mentioned the medicine was finished, but I can make more. It's Miss Valentine... she said we'd switch to a new medication in three years."

"Here, I've brought some!" Sammy produced a small bag of about thirty pills. Unsure about the dosage since he had stolen them from his mom without asking, he figured the potency should suffice. "Taryn, give one to grandma daily, let's start with a month. I'll bring more over time, quietly. Hopefully, she'll wake up one day, giving us a huge surprise."

Taryn, shocked, stared at the medication. After a moment, he skeptetically said, "Little master! Where did you get this? I can't give unknown medication to the old lady!"

Sammy smiled knowingly, coughing softly and gripping Taryn's hand. "Naturally, I took it from my mommy."

"Miss Valentine?" Taryn, astounded, pulled the youngster closer, excitedly asking, "You've seen your biological mother?"