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!”

or maybe, we

Frederick was off to dig into the last night’s shooting. And with his way of handling things, there was bound to be a bloody aftermath–no place for a little boy like

his child–friendly phone to dial Chuck, Marguerite instinctively grasped his small hand, saying, “How about I go find him for

to see his daddy safe with his own eyes, but Marguerite’s words brought

she went, she would get

that thought, Hayes didn’t

instructed, “If you get scared, go find Teresa or grandma. Wait at home for my good

as

car keys and swiftly

perched on the terrace railing, watching Marguerite’s yellow car vanish into the distance, his gaze lingering long after she was gone. But innocent Hayes had no idea that his

at that moment, home was actually the most

silhouette with clenched teeth and

was this little brat still

She hadn’t had a moment’s peace, always on edge for fear that

did he have to be as tenacious as Marguerite, even

dead, he had no

side would be her! No one

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