Chapter 537

“Let me go! I need to find my mom! My mom!” The young Atticus, though small, was surprisingly strong, throwing punches and kicks at the bodyguard with all his might, squirmed like an eel.

The bodyguard couldn’t harm him. So, his grip wasn’t too tight, allowing Atticus to twist out of his grasp and bolt.

With reflexes honed from years of training, the bodyguard lunged forward, snagging the back of Atticus’ shirt, and hauled him back.

Despite his spirited struggle, Atticus was still just a child, who was no match for the strength of a grown man, much less a trained bodyguard.

His efforts were fruitless.

The four children were brought back to Lysander’s side.

No sooner had the bodyguard loosened his grip than Atticus spun on his heel to make another break for it.

But Lysander’s large hand shot out, gripping his arm. Atticus whirled around, sinking his teeth into Lysander’s hand.

He bit down hard. His whole body strained with the effort.

a stern expression, but he didn’t

standoff between father and son was tense. One was refusing to

in stunned silence, as their employer was

supposed

they couldn’t afford to

caught between a

as helpless. He had no idea how

never had children, and his butler training hadn’t included how to handle kids. He was at a loss, particularly given the high status of those children. They had to be treated with the same deference as Lysander, and couldn’t

how he could help

Royal Estates was thrown into chaos with

with all his might, refusing

was an unreadable mask, but he too, stubbornly refused to release his

A minute passed.

fixed on Lysander. There was a hint of trepidation in his gaze. He had only wanted Lysander

he glanced at his bloodied hand. His voice was cold as he asked, “Feel

his mother, Thalassa, they both

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