"We’re not taking him down. We’re saving him."
Ian Shaw’s interest was suddenly piqued. He sneered, "Save him? What’s going on? Is soone setting him up?"
"Do you rember Jason Lockwood?"
"So, Jason Lockwood is the one setting him up?" Ian Shaw’s mind imdiately flashed back to a few days ago. When Tristan had him drive those two won to chase after a child, the man in the other car was Jason Lockwood.
"That Jason Lockwood... he’s ruthless and incredibly calculating. It’s no surprise at all that Archie Sumrs fell into his hands this ti."
"Tristan, I just thought of sothing interesting. You’re going to be shocked when you hear this."
Tristan Grayson’s brows knitted together. "What is it?"
"Archie Sumrs is probably the Lockwood Family’s biological son who went missing over twenty years ago."
"What did you say?"
Seeing Tristan Grayson’s disbelief, Ian Shaw raised an eyebrow smugly. "I heard it with my own two ears. You think I’m making it up?"
"In that case, he’s a dead man." If this were simply about a woman, it would be manageable. But now that Archie Sumrs is the Lockwood Family’s biological son, there was no way Jason Lockwood would let soone like him live.
The smile vanished from Ian Shaw’s face. His voice turned cold. "Going by Jason Lockwood’s usual thods, there’s absolutely no escape for Archie this ti. Even if he isn’t killed, he’ll spend the rest of his life in prison."
"Ian Shaw, go to Austerra right now. I want you to bring Archie Sumrs back safe and sound!" ’As long as he’s back in Tridell, everything will be manageable.’
"Alright. This should be interesting. I don’t have many hobbies besides seeking thrills and pushing the limits." ’Getting to play a ga with Jason Lockwood... a rather amusing thought...’
After Ian Shaw left with Henry Archer, Aiden Avery shot up from his chair. He crossed over to Cassian Jennings in a few quick strides, grabbed him by the collar, and threw a punch.
"You useless bastard!"
The punch snapped Cassian Jennings out of his daze. He retaliated with a kick that sent Aiden Avery sprawling to the floor. "Aiden Avery, are you fucking crazy!"
"Cassian Jennings, I swear I’m going to beat so sense into you today!" Aiden Avery scrambled up from the floor and lunged at Cassian Jennings again.
Tristan Grayson sat in his chair, watching the two n fight. He had no intention of breaking it up. Ever since that incident with Alia Avery, the two had acted like mortal enemies, refusing to speak to one another. ’Honestly,’ he thought, ’a fight might do them so good.’
So, he locked the important docunts from his desk in a drawer, picked up the key, and stood. "You two take your ti. I’ll be on my way."
After leaving the office, Tristan Grayson drove to Eastre District.
He leaned back in his seat, gazing at the distant villa where a light was still on, a bitter smile playing on his lips.
’He wasn’t even sure why he’d co. He knew he couldn’t see her, yet he’d wanted to co anyway, just to be near. Even watching from a distance like this was enough...’
In the bedroom, Mika Sumrs paced back and forth, holding Kiki in her arms.
"Mika, your father-in-law has already gone out to hail a cab. Try not to worry." Seeing her precious grandson crying so hard, Una Sullivan started to cry as well.
Mika Sumrs nodded, pressing her cheek against Kiki’s forehead. He was still burning up. "It’s all my fault. This is all my fault. He’s so little, how can he possibly endure all this?"
...
Joseph Sumrs had been waiting by the main road for nearly half an hour without seeing a single taxi. He really couldn’t understand it. ’Why do all these rich people have to live so far out in the middle of nowhere? Have one little ergency, and you can’t even find a cab...’
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