Chapter 83

"Huh? Noah's injured? He has a fever?!"

Dylan Felch was nestled in a quilt cocoon when he received the news from Madeline. He nearly leaped off the bed.

His drowsiness was gone like the wind.

He grabbed his kit with him and drove straight to the Maple Forest Villa.

"What happened? When did he get injured? Why didn't anyone notify me?!"

He anxiously rang the doorbell, and before Madeline opened the door, he was spitting out question after question.

"Uh…"

"You should go see for yourself."

Madeline welcomed him in and for a moment was at a loss as to how to explain Noah's injury.

She could only change the subject and lead him inside.

Dylan had no intention of pursuing the matter at her deflection and raced right into the lounge.

"Come, Colt. We can play upstairs. Uncle Dylan needs to give your Daddy an injection. We shouldn't disturb him."

Madeline watched Thomas lying on Noah as the child attempted to grab at his father's eyelashes, and hurriedly smiled and waved to him.

She immediately removed the brat from the scene before Dylan could say a thing.

Noah's wounds were fresh!

Redressing his wounds would be a bloody sight!

It was better for Thomas to not be exposed to any of it!

She wasn't about to traumatize her son with the sight of blood.

"Okay!"

Madeline had been afraid the child would refuse to listen to her but he readily agreed.

He had even cast a distressed look at Noah before he went upstairs.

Madeline took it all in and was surprised. She couldn't help but suspect that her son had been switched.

After all, Thomas only felt resentment for Noah.

He, very smoothly, referred to the man as his scumbag father.

she have imagined that the reason why Thomas suddenly felt sorry for Noah was that he found out that he was

moments earlier to play around

he accidentally pressed down against his lower abdomen, and Noah, who was unconscious, frowned

faintly under the white

was weak not because

had only

put glue onto the lashes he had plucked and

plans were derailed by Madeline and Dylan

to give

Upstairs. Bedroom.

the covers when a notification came in on his

has

jaw dropped at the amount deposited

did you give me so much money? Did you increase

himself to his mother with all the innocence of a

here. Upgrade all

son, but her heart was already

that, she was gone

for his scumbag father, but the one million dollars that his mother had given him was also tempting. He decided to stop fooling around and obediently did as he was told and ransacked

latest upgrade was one capable of rivaling

an attack system known

got several Trojan horse gadgets he had long had his eyes

them were

Downstairs. Lounge.

IV injection and busied himself with treating his

was still

then… It was my

he kept calling

was busy removing the gauze, frowned, "Damn, Noah. You're

he should feel sorry for

it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have

also the ex-wife

"How is he?"

She tried his best to conceal

"Not looking too good."

so busy patching him up, he hadn't even raised his

mien betrayed nothing but her

do you keep

you really hate me that

worry intensified when the drowsy Noah

grabbed onto

"Are you conscious, Noah?!"

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