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.

that the reason why Thomas suddenly felt sorry for Noah was that he

onto his father moments earlier to play

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

under the

that he realized his scum father was weak not because of a cold but due to

action had only

the lashes he had plucked and tried to stick them back

were derailed by Madeline and Dylan rushing

to

Upstairs. Bedroom.

crawled under the covers when a notification

has

jaw dropped at the amount deposited into his account. He

did you give me so much money?

to his mother with all

stay up here. Upgrade all your equipment. Didn't you request this

instructing her son, but

she was gone like

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 the software

of rivaling the firewall found in

system

Trojan horse gadgets

were dear

Downstairs. Lounge.

injection and busied

was still in a

what happened back then… It was my fault. I'm sorry.

he kept

the gauze, frowned, "Damn,

he should feel sorry

his own eyes, he wouldn't have

was also the ex-wife he

"How is he?"

tried his best to conceal her worry but it was expressed through her eyes loud

"Not looking too good."

him up, he hadn't

but her heartstrings were tugged

you keep

hate me that

worry intensified when the

even grabbed

"Are you conscious, Noah?!"

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