Love Beyond the Mask novel Chapter 1042

"I've finally found you, and I really hope you can understand my pettiness.

I'm just so scared, I can't lose you..."

She immediately turned on the waterworks, rushing over to try and hug Parisa, hoping to derail her questions.

But this time, Parisa wasn't having any of it. She wasn't swayed by Florence's pitiful act and even stepped away slightly, her lips pressed into a thin line, her expression icy.

"You don't need to cry, I'm not mad at you. But your strong opposition today has left me puzzled. The matters of my work aren't something you should interfere with, Florence, do you get that?"

Annoyed yet powerless, Florence could only nod obediently, "Mom, do we really have to go back to Harmonia Country?"

"Yes, we have to.

That's enough, no need to say more. I'll take care of our safety.

And you, if you recover from your injuries, I hope you'll come with me. After all, that's where you grew up. You said you've been wronged, but with me there, you have nothing to fear.

Florence, show me around your grandparents and your uncle's hometown, and their graves too.

There are many places from the past that need you to guide us!"

Listening to her, Florence's mind was elsewhere.

All she could think about was Parisa's firm decision to return to Harmonia Country!

Whitney and Ludwik were both in Emperor City. If Parisa went back, she might run into her biological daughter.

The thought alone was terrifying.

Her struggle with Ludwik in Germinia, all for naught.

All because of that damn Inko Group suddenly facing trouble.

Florence was seething inside, but dared not voice her frustration any further. Parisa was already suspicious of her opposition. If she continued, it might only worsen Parisa's opinion of her, making her more suspicious.

Her thoughts were a mess, barely keeping her composure, the darkness in her eyes desperately concealed.

And so, Parisa 'invited' her out, her gaze returning to the computer, her expression growing even more somber.

As soon as Florence left the office, Parisa glanced at the now-empty doorway.

When Erik returned, Parisa suddenly ordered, "Tell the manor's butler to keep a close eye on Florence for the next few days, quietly. See who she's talking to, what she's actually up to?"

"Do you find Miss Florence's words today a bit..."

"Incredible. Suddenly meddling in my company affairs, tell me, would a daughter who has just recognized her mother meddle so freely in her business?"

Erik shook his head, "Normally, the newly found familial bond would still feel unfamiliar, and she certainly wouldn't meddle in what are, to her, private matters."

"Exactly. Her opposition to my return seems to have some motive.

Check what her relationship with that Bryce really is. I can't help but feel it's not as simple as being grateful to him.

Could it be that in trying to repay him, she's overly pushing for Mr. Lutz to benefit as well?"

Parisa's voice was cold, her gaze even icier, "If that's the case, she's meddling far too much for a young lady, and is far too scheming."

Erik nodded, trying to comfort her, "Chairwoman, maybe she's just trying to repay Bryce, or perhaps, she's fallen for Mr. Lutz?"

Parisa was uncertain, but Florence's actions today had definitely put her off.