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

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

two bodyguards watched in stunned silence, as their employer was

they supposed to

culprit was someone they couldn’t

look, caught between a rock and a hard

sidelines, just as helpless. He had no idea how to handle that

loss, particularly given the high status of those

as to how he could help Lysander out of that

Estates was thrown into chaos with the

with all his might, refusing to

mask, but he too, stubbornly refused to release his grip.

A minute passed.

his bite, his wide, innocent eyes fixed on Lysander. There was

bloodied hand. His voice

like his mother, Thalassa, they both had a penchant for

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