You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1785: Weakest Defense

Late at night, the Warner residence.

Silence enveloped the boundless darkness, the mansion's surroundings empty and exceptionally quiet. The sound of the wind rustling could be distinctly heard.

Joyce was not present, Darrin was also absent, and most of the guards had been withdrawn. Now was the time when the Warner residence was least prepared. Little did anyone know that danger was approaching.

Cloud silently led a team of black-clad individuals into the Warner residence.

After Athena was forced to leave the abandoned school, on her way to receive treatment for her gunshot wound, she urgently ordered them to capture Anderson as a hostage. And now was the perfect opportunity. Cloud effortlessly subdued the guards at the entrance and made his way into the grand hall.

The first person to sense that something was amiss was Mr. Arnold. Without even having time to put on his coat, he rushed out of his room and came face to face with the intruder.

A figure tall and imposing, with long hair billowing in the wind, exuding a dark aura.

Mr. Arnold stammered in fear, "Who... who are you?"

Oh no, the Commander is not at home, and Darrin is not here either. Now, only the young master is home! Could their objective be to capture the young master?

Cloud didn't even spare a glance at Mr. Arnold. He strode forward and lightly struck him, rendering Mr. Arnold unconscious.

Mr. Arnold's body went limp and fell to the ground, motionless.

signaled to the black-clad individuals behind him. "Stay

black-clad individuals

with cautious steps, made his way upstairs and reached the second floor. One room's door was closed, while the doors of the other rooms were open. He deduced that the closed

hesitation, he

bang, he kicked the

from the bed, suddenly awakened from what seemed like a nightmare. His body was drenched

his features under the sensor lights. Despite his somewhat scholarly appearance, his aura was shrouded

heart raced. He recognized this

in cahoots

you have a good memory," Cloud

have one minute

nicer terms, it could be called leaving, but in harsher terms,

the bedside. This device was connected to his mommy's phone and other electronic devices. His mommy would immediately know that he was

barging into your house and taking you away without confidence? Your mother is seriously injured and receiving treatment at the hospital. She can't come to save you." "What!" Anderson suddenly grew anxious. "My mommy is seriously injured? What have you

lying. My mommy has Daddy and Uncle Darrin with her. Nothing can happen to her." He vaguely knew that his mommy had gone to save his little sister tonight, and Daddy must have gone with her. They must have encountered some difficulties. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the

lifted Anderson up. "Whether you believe it or not is up

been rescued, right? Otherwise, you

intelligent, kid. Unfortunately, it's of no use. You're already in my grasp. Don't waste time. I

of the room and down the

ground not far away. He deduced that the guards inside the villa must have been subdued. He was actually quite frightened because

importantly, he didn't want to burden his mommy and daddy