Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 949

Winston reluctantly put down his gun, his mind a whirlwind of emotions he could hardly process.

Could it be, after all, that the kids weren't to blame? Was it all because Barclay had been pulling strings, deceiving everyone, and claiming innocent women for himself?

He sighed inwardly, his turmoil hidden beneath a calm exterior, and said gravely, "Bring her over. I want to see the child."

"Right away!" Ashton, noticing the old man's change of heart, hurried off to catch up with Parker, informing him, "The little girl's been in the car following mine. I had my guys looking after her.

I was driving too fast earlier to have her in my car. She should've arrived by now."

The two men made their way to the entrance of Sea Bay.

Scanning the area, Parker asked impatiently, "Ashton, where is she?"

Ashton turned to see that his sports car was alone; there was no sign of his men's vehicle behind it. His brow furrowed, and his expression darkened as he quickly dialed Chris.

But Chris didn’t pick up, tightening Ashton's chest with worry.

Parker, watching the unanswered call, grabbed Ashton's collar, his voice tense, "What do you mean? Where's Cherry?"

"Just wait…" Ashton kept dialing Chris’s number, to no avail.

Parker refused to wait any longer and dashed toward Ashton's car, slamming on the gas pedal, "Ashton!"

"Get in! Let’s go back and look for Chris’s car. Maybe... maybe he broke down on the road?" Ashton tried to reassure Parker with a hopeful guess.

But Parker, with a sharp intuition, had just learned of Cherry's identity. She couldn't be harmed.

Not on his watch...

His knuckles turned white on the steering wheel as the sports car sped away from Sea Bay.

“What are they up to?” Back at the villa’s entrance—

Whitney, hearing the cars, turned to see the two men leaving, murmuring in confusion.

“Didn’t Ashton say Cherry was coming in the car he arranged?” Tiana stood up, peering around, but saw no other cars approaching.

Suddenly anxious, she grabbed Whitney’s hand, “Whitney, let’s go see why Cherry hasn’t gotten out of the car yet?”

Winston turned, his brow furrowed, and replied thoughtfully, “No car came in, nor was there any sign of a little girl. So, Parker chased after them.”

“What?” Tiana went pale, staring into the distance, “What do you mean Cherry didn’t come, Whitney?”

Whitney paused, then moved toward her car, telling Winston, “Sir, I want to take Tiana to see what happened. It’s her daughter; she’s worried. Please, don’t stop her now.”

Winston glanced at Tiana, withholding judgment for the moment. If that little granddaughter was indeed Parker’s, his affection for her was naturally different from that for Barclay’s daughter.

He stepped aside, “Find the child first. We’ll talk about the rest later.”

“Thank you, Mr. Winston.” Tiana, sensing his change of attitude, nodded gratefully and quickly got into Whitney’s car.

Her voice was tense, “Whitney, drive faster, please.”