Love Beyond the Mask novel Chapter 602

Before Ryan could even utter a response, Ludwik, with his mother in tow, strode into his home.

At the top of the stairs, Sammy made an appearance.

Natalie, standing midway up the staircase, had her eyes widen in shock. "Danny... no, wait!"

She had met Sammy before, even been kidnapped alongside him. In that ordeal, she had lost her bright and heartwarming grandson!

Natalie couldn't forget Sammy's face - every frown, every smile, every gesture!

"Sammy? Ludwik, Ludwik... is this child Sammy?" Tears fiercely fell from Natalie's eyes, her gaze turning fierce with emotion, "Sammy, is he back?!"

"Yes, mother," Ludwik confirmed to Natalie.

"Sammy, you were kidnapped trying to protect your grandma, weren't you happy to see her? She underwent a spinal surgery and has recovered," Ludwik's gaze pierced through to Sammy.

The corners of Sammy's eyes reddened with suppressed emotion.

Ludwik, that cunning man, knew exactly how to play his cards, using the grandmother to test him.

Sammy almost lost his composure.

Tightening his grip, Sammy averted his gaze from his grandmother, his expression turning indifferent, "Ludwik, I'm here for you."

With that, the little guy turned and retreated back into his room.

Ludwik, trying to soothe his overly emotional mother, glanced at Ryan, "Help her downstairs. Mother, I'll have the driver take you home."

"But Ludwik, why is Sammy here? Why doesn't he acknowledge me, he..." Natalie was bursting with questions.

Rubbing his temples, Ludwik had decided on a whim to bring his mother today, partly to trigger Sammy's memories.

And partly because he was done hiding Sammy away.

Today was Whitney’s wedding.

A storm of emotions whirled in Ludwik's eyes, chilling and tumultuous, yet as calm as a frozen lake.

Pushing open Sammy's bedroom door, the room was neat and tidy, with Sammy sitting alone on a chair by the bed, his posture upright, his gaze meeting Ludwik's.

Unlike the Sammy Ludwik remembered, his face showed no signs of dullness or fear.

But nor did he show any recognition.

"Sammy, my boy... have you regained your memory? Do you know I'm your father?" Ludwik's voice trembled slightly as he spoke.

He approached Sammy, bending slightly to see into the child's clear eyes.

"I know who you are."

Sammy's lips curved into a cold smile as he looked up, scrutinizing Ludwik's attire.

Dressed in a formal black suit, Ludwik appeared too solemn and imposing, his eyes shadowed with unspoken emotions.

His trousers were tailored, his jacket sharp, with a hint of formality in its design.

And around his neck, a Windsor knot.

Such formality wasn't needed unless attending a significant event.

In front of Sammy stood a gentleman in black, elegant yet cold, a devil ready to wreak havoc.

Sammy had his suspicions confirmed. Taking a deep breath, he directly addressed Ludwik, "Dad, are you heading to Banyan City today? Go. I hope you go. I hope you bring mom back."

Because Sammy intuitively felt that the story between his dad and mom wasn't over yet, involving Florence Sheldon and the child she carried.

But Sammy hadn't pieced everything together yet, so he couldn’t show his hand. Recognizing his dad was risky enough.

He needed to stay.