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.

brows furrowed in a stern expression,

was tense. One was refusing to let go, the other

silence,

supposed to intervene?

they couldn’t afford to

bodyguards exchanged a baffled look, caught between a rock and a hard

He had no idea how to

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

as to how he could help Lysander out

Royal Estates was thrown into chaos with the arrival of four little whirlwinds.

on Lysander’s hand with all

unreadable mask, but he too, stubbornly refused to release

A minute passed.

wide, innocent eyes fixed on Lysander. There was a hint of trepidation in his gaze. He had

at his bloodied hand. His voice was cold as he asked, “Feel better?”

both had

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