Chapter 692:

She softened her tone, soothing the boy with the tenderness only a great-grandmother could muster.

“No need to be frightened, Locke. This is grown-up business, nothing for you to worry over. Let’s head home with great-grandma, shall we?”

Children had a keen sense for recognizing genuine affection, and Locke could feel the warmth radiating from Nyla. He gave a small, trusting nod.

“That’s my good lad,” Nyla murmured, guiding him gently.

“Let’s be on our way.”

Linda tore out like a woman possessed, leaping into her car and peeling off into the night without a backward glance.

The orphanage sat perched atop a hill, and by the time Ernest and his men gave chase, Linda had vanished into the shadows like a ghost in the wind.

That night, Ernest was utterly spent.

emerged from mere months ago, protested with every step. His legs throbbed, and a dull ache pulsed in

took

catch some rest? Leave the search for Miss

together, worry etched deep

Quentin, I fear she won’t come

??????:

muster a counter to that

Seeing the strain on her

your body can’t handle

back home

began, his

Nyla interjected, her tone leaving no room for argument. Turning to Quentin, she issued her orders with

touch with Eric. Have him come here straightaway—Linda might not heed your words right

words were aimed squarely at Ernest,

“Grandma.” Ernest hesitated again.

ask of Eric. It’s late,

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