Dear Sweetheart novel

Dear Sweetheart Chapter 219 Tacit Understanding
“Thank you, mister!” Theodore was earning more and more brownie points from Carl.
He’s handsome and stylish, and he looks like me! Daddy must have something to do with this mister.
While he was preoccupied with those thoughts, Rayna quickly pulled him over and whispered, “Find a chance to sneak away once we’re in the mall.”
“Can’t I stay?” Carl was hesitant to go. “I like this mister, and I want to talk to him for a little longer. What if he turns out to be my daddy’s brother?”
For the third time, Rayna was speechless.
No, he is your father.
“Even if he’s related to you, this isn’t the time.” Jasmine and Theodore’s relationship is just going to get even tenser if Theodore finds out about this. Won’t I become a sinner if that happens?
Pursing her lips, Rayna continued, “Carl, your mother has her own plan, and you promised her not to let anyone recognize who you are if you’re out here. Have you forgotten about that?”
Carl’s eyes dimmed at that, and he gloomily mumbled, “I know.”
Although Carl was young, he was a mature and intelligent child. He knew that his mother was doing those things for his sake, but he could not help feeling drawn to the man.
Furthermore, he did not like the man his mother had to marry.
“Be good, hm?” Rayna patted his head.
The green light lit up. Just as she was about to lead Carl across the street, someone darted out of nowhere and grabbed the woman in blue beside her before holding a fruit knife against her neck.
The woman’s legs went weak at the sensation of the cold blade against her skin. She could not even scream. At the same time, Theodore swiftly dragged Rayna and Carl to a safe spot.
Once the people around them realized what was going on, they screamed and began running for their lives.
“Hey, do you have a million?” the attacker snapped at the woman, his blade drawing blood.

“I-I don’t have a million. P-Please don’t kill me!” the woman stammered out, nearly losing control of her bladder from her terror. “I’ll give you everything I have!”
“How much do you have?”
“T-Two hundred thousand…”
“F*ck, that’s barely any change,” the man cursed before pressing the blade harder against her skin. “Where are your friends? Call them and get their money!”
When the man noticed someone around him sneakily fishing for their phone, he bellowed, “Get the f*ck away from me! I’ll drag whoever dares to call the cops to hell with me!”
At that, he undid his jacket to reveal the several bombs he had tied to himself. The explosions of the bombs would cover a wide range, and those remaining people around the man scrambled away.
“Come here, Carl!” Rayna pulled Carl backward.
She felt bad for the victim, and she wished to save her, but she knew she was incapable of doing that—she knew she could not play the saint in a perilous situation like this. Moreover, she had discreetly messaged the police about the situation earlier, so they were going to be there at the scene soon.
However, Carl pushed Rayna’s hand away and said, “Trust me, Ms. Rayna. It’ll be fine.”
“You—”
Before Rayna could say anything else, Carl had gotten out from under her arm to face the ruffian. The woman he held hostage was crying and making calls as she begged the man not to kill her.
“Mister, all you want is money,” Carl said to the ruffian. “Look, even the lady’s crying from how frightened she is, and she’s failing to make the calls properly. Your time is getting wasted. Why don’t I take this lady’s place? You can let me go after you get the money. I’m sure you’re a man of your word, right, mister?”
When the ruffian realized that a boy was speaking to him, he instantly realized the boy posed no threat to him. Furthermore, it was true that the woman had been unable to make a call in her fumbling, and he was getting impatient. “Fine. Get over here.”
Carl slowly walked over to the man.
Rayna panicked and tried to lunge over, but Theodore stopped her. He seemed strangely calm as he said, “Stay right here.”
His gaze was fixed on Carl.
When Carl walked past him earlier, the boy had tapped twice on the back of his hand. That gesture was a code, and Theodore could understand it.
He had to admit that Carl was a genius.
By the time Carl reached the ruffian, the latter roughly kicked the woman away and quickly hooked his arm around Carl’s neck.
“Get your friend to scan this code right now. If they fail to transfer the money in forty seconds, I’ll kill him first. Then, I’ll detonate these bombs to kill you too!”
The woman’s legs were already barely holding her up before this. Upon hearing his threat, she shuddered and fell to the ground.
In fact, she even wet herself.
“Ma’am, have your friend transfer the money as soon as possible,” Carl told the woman before slowly adjusting his posture. “This mister only wants money. He won’t hurt us.”
“O-Okay, I’ll ask them to do it right now.” The woman then began tapping away on her phone with her shaking fingers.
While waiting for the woman to transfer the money to him, the ruffian warily scanned his surroundings.
Just a few seconds later, he turned impatient because he was scared that the police were coming. “Why are you taking so long? Do you have a death wish?”
Carl weakly muttered, “Mister, it feels really uncomfortable to have your arm hooked around my neck. Why don’t you use a knife instead? You can see how small I am. I won’t be able to even lift a rock, so you don’t need to be scared of me.”
“Shut up, brat,” the ruffian snapped before smacking Carl’s head. “Do you want to die too? Believe it or not, I’ll send you to meet your maker!”
Carl flinched and shrunk away from him as tears welled in his eyes.
“I’m doing it! I’m doing it now!” the woman squeezed out before showing the man the proof of transfer.