Chapter 454

No sooner had Frederick left the room than Hayes dashed to the terrace, pressing his small frame against the window ledge to peer outside with earnest longing in his eyes.

It was then that Marguerite noticed Frederick left from the back door of their sprawling suburban home and into a gleaming new Maybach. The car from last night, stained with the remnants of a violent encounter, had already been disposed of by Chuck in the dead of night.

The engine roared to life and the man was gone, prompting Hayes to point his tiny finger towards the slowly disappearing car before turning back to Marguerite with an urgent, stirring gaze. It was clear he was desperately trying to convey something.

“What’s the matter, Hayes?”

The boy’s face drooped, and with a struggle, he managed to speak, “Daddy’s hurt… I’m worried about him… I want… to find him…”

“You want to go with him?”

He eagerly nodded in agreement.

Marguerite was at a loss. “But your daddy’s already left, sweetie!”

him… back… or maybe, we can call Mr.

pickle. She knew that Frederick was off to dig into the last night’s shooting. And with his way of handling things, there was bound to

“How about I go find him for you? Will that make you

He wanted to see his daddy safe with

went, she would get to spend time with daddy

Hayes didn’t hesitate to

you get scared, go find Teresa

as he quickly nodded

Marguerite grabbed the car keys

his gaze lingering long after she was gone. But innocent Hayes had

the fact that, at that

slender silhouette with clenched

brat still alive? Why

Marguerite, that wretched woman! She hadn’t had a moment’s peace, always on edge for fear that one slip–up would

he have to be as tenacious as Marguerite, even escaping

wanted him dead, he had no

would be her!

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