Chapter 47

Rhett didn’t offer an explanation, just shot York a look and commanded, “Get someone on it.”

His gaze landed on Summer’s cheek, and Rhett turned sour. “Who hit you?”

Summer hung his head, silent.

Garner sneered. “What do you mean, Mr. FitzGerald? Aren’t you the type to trample people underfoot at will?”

Summer looked up at Rhett, with his eyes rimmed red.

Suddenly, his nose felt warm, and blood started to flow again.

Scared, Summer covered his nose with his hand, crouched down, and turned away, not wanting

to scare Rhett.

“Summer.” Garner dropped the stick he was holding and quickly grabbed a tissue to clean. Summer’s nose, but his hand was injured. He clumsily smeared blood everywhere.

York wanted to rush over to help, but Rhett beat him to it, taking a tissue to clean Summer’s

nose.

“To the hospital” Seeing Summer’s nosebleed wouldn’t stop, Rhett frowned and spoke up. anxiety in his voice.

“Give me back my kid.” Garner eyed Rhett warily, unsure of his intentions. Was he playing philanthropist?

“Mr. Garner, we’re just looking out for Summer’s best interest. You’d better come with us to the hospital, now’s not the time to be stubborn,” York chimed in, opening the car door for Rhett.

himself off,

at Rhett in the rearview mirror, sensing something wasn’t quite right… Plus, York had this

six years ago…

he said it was

girl would joke about

the person that night had been Kristin, how could she

Silvergrove City, was there any woman who didn’t

figured he was probably overthinking it. Maybe Mr. FitzGerald just genuinely

Chapter 47

quietly, his nose stuffed with tissues, softly

be scared, we’re almost at the

looked at Rhett with teary eyes. “Daddy, where’s Mommy?”

be back

York nodded.

had bled a lot from his nose. With the beating and shock, he felt dizzy.

Summer, concerned, and asked quietly, “Mr. FitzGerald… do you have any food in the car? Summer

his desperation, Garner had realized he’d hastily jumped into the car and forgotten to bring snacks for Summer – something he wouldn’t have done if it wasn’t for his dire need for Rhett’s help.

had a thing for cleanliness, so he normally wouldn’t keep anything in the car.

anxious, shook his head. “Mr. FitzGerald, there’s nothing.”

in the car from now on,” Rhett said with a frown.

so spooked by Rhett he didn’t dare to talk back and just nodded repeatedly.

while Garner was dragged away

Sir, they have been paid already.” When Garner went to pay, he was told it had already been taken care of.

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