Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 1126

"What's even more heartbreaking is that your conniving mother is definitely not alive anymore. I made sure she took the pills for heart failure.

Whitney, congratulate me. All of her money is mine now."

Whitney's eyes blazed with fury as she swung her hand towards Florence. But Florence slithered away like a snake, dodging Whitney’s wrath, and ran over to the police with a feigned helplessness, "Officer, I'll cooperate and head to the station with you for a statement."

Whitney, drained of strength, stumbled deeper into the cave. The path twisted and turned endlessly, and when she finally emerged, she was hit by the biting wind of the valley.

Pulling out her phone, she looked at the sheer cliff ahead. Horror-struck, tears filled her eyes as she screamed into the abyss, "Mom, Mom..."

"Parker!"

Parker burst out from the forest, rushing towards her with a group in tow. He gently supported her trembling form, peering down the precipice with a frown, "It really is a cliff. I've checked it out. Your mother may have fallen."

Whitney felt her world crumbling, recalling Florence's words about poisoning her mother. She cried out in agony, "Mom, you can't die, not before we've reunited. You just can't..."

Parker shared her pain, gripping her tightly. Suddenly, a thought struck him, "Whitney, didn't your father take a different route towards the canyon?"

Stunned, Whitney looked up, her tear-filled eyes gradually gaining a glimmer of hope.

"Yes, my father went down the canyon... He mentioned he had been there once when he was young..."

Parker's brow furrowed in concentration, "Does Mr. Sheldon remember the terrain? He might find the canyon entrance faster than us. We need to figure out the landscape before descending; otherwise, even if your mother survived, she might not last."

After splitting up with Whitney in the forest, Hudson led the family security team along the mountain's backside, anxious for Parisa's safety. If Parisa had indeed fallen victim, Bryce might have thrown her over.

With Whitney searching above, Hudson focused on finding the canyon entrance below, racing against time.

"Cough, cough." The night was pitch black, and the forest had no paths. Hudson, not yet fully recovered, struggled to keep pace, occasionally tripping over branches and loose soil.

"Sir, are you able to continue?" one of the bodyguards asked with concern.

Hudson grasped a sturdy branch as a makeshift cane, his features calm yet determined. He listened intently to the faint sound of rushing water. "I can hear the river. We're heading in the right direction. The canyon must be down there. Let's keep moving!"