However... could a six-year-old child truly have a murderous intent? The man found it unbelievable and let out a dry chuckle. Then, with a mocking tone, he asked, “What, are you planning to find out my name and take revenge on me?” Liam pressed his lips together, choosing to stay silent. Yet, his dark eyes gleamed sharply. The man paused. If his earlier impression was a mistake, he was almost sure now that there was a genuine malice in this six-year-old's eyes. As someone who had spent years living on the edge, he was keenly aware of such a presence. Ha! He really was that man's son. What a temper! He crouched down and grabbed Liam’s chin suddenly. “Kid!” “Let go! Let go of my brother!” Ella cried out, rushing forward to hit the man with all her might. But Liam stopped her. The pain in his chin was intense, but Liam kept silent, lips pressed together, eyes hard and unyielding. The man found this even more amusing and laughed. “Kid, do you have any idea who you're glarin
"Any luck? Did you pinpoint their location?" Amelia asked Leo, who was seated next to her. Leo gave a slight nod, his face expressionless, after pressing the final key on the keyboard. "Yes, I’ve got it. They're where we suspected." Amelia let out a sigh of relief. As long as the kidnappers weren’t trying to trick her, there was a chance to save the two children. Seeing that she was sweating and her face had turned pale, Leo pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her. "Here, wipe your face." Amelia took the handkerchief and quickly wiped her face. Leo then took out his phone and started making a series of calls to issue commands. Amelia knew he had skilled people working under him—some even more efficient than law enforcement, with various tactics at their disposal. Still, she couldn't help but worry. "Leo, are you sure you can rescue them safely?" Leo nodded. "Yes." In truth, his nerves had been on edge since hearing the initial news. Now that he had confirm
A few figures suddenly stepped out from the cabin, their eyes narrowing as they observed the woman on the shore. “Miss Smith?” “Yes, I’m Amelia. I’ve brought the three million dollars, just as you asked. Now, where are my children?” Inside the car, Amelia listened in amazement to the voice that was nearly identical to her own. She couldn’t see the woman’s face from this angle, but just hearing her voice, she could tell it was a convincing impersonation. Seeing her reaction, Leo leaned in and whispered, “Don’t worry. They’re masters of disguise. I sent them your photo beforehand, so they’ve adjusted their appearance to look just like you. People who know you well might notice some differences, but these kidnappers won’t be able to tell.” Understanding dawned on Amelia. It was remarkable that they could make anyone look like her. She couldn’t help but gain a new appreciation for the skills of the man next to her. The kidnappers on the boat appeared unsure but eventually let the wo
Everyone was in shock. It wasn't until that moment that Lady Reynold noticed two children standing before her—a boy and a girl—both of whom bore an uncanny resemblance to her son. The boy, especially, not only shared his looks but even his gaze was strikingly similar to Leo’s. He was like a miniature version of Leo. Lady Reynold's heart shook. Sophia had come with her, and upon seeing Liam and Ella, her face turned pale. They were alive... But how could that be? Wasn’t Black Cobra supposed to ensure that the plan would be foolproof this time? Lady Reynold quickly pieced things together. She pointed at the children, her hand trembling as she demanded, “Amelia, where did these children come from? Tell me, are they Leo's." Amelia pressed her lips together. She wanted to deny it but knew it would be pointless. The resemblance between Liam and Leo was too strong. Anyone could see they were related. Sophia then stepped forward with a forced smile. “Aunt, please don’t get too worked
Amelia was taken aback once more. She frowned and asked, "Why do you ask that?" Liam's young face remained composed. "No particular reason. I just think that if he wanted to kill you six years ago and was responsible for Uncle Henry's death, there's no reason he'd save you now. What do you think, Mom?" Amelia was momentarily speechless. Liam had voiced exactly what she had been thinking. She had to admit, this child was remarkably perceptive. He had struck right at the heart of her fears. She remembered what Leo had told her not too long ago. He claimed he had never ordered anyone to assassinate her. He also insisted he had never encountered those who sank the ship. Could it be... he was telling the truth? If he wasn't the one who did it, then who was? Amelia's thoughts were a whirlwind. Just then, her phone rang. It was Mr. Wilson. Seeing his name on the screen, Amelia quickly collected herself. She answered the call with a calm voice. "Hello, Mr. Wilson." "Amelia, I
Amelia was momentarily stunned. Suddenly, Sophia's angry voice pierced through,“Amelia, what right do you have to bring him food or to ensure his safety?” “If it weren’t for you, he wouldn’t be injured. If it weren’t for you, he’d still be at the office instead of rushing to the dock to shield your pathetic self from bullets.” “Do you have any sense of guilt? If you do, then leave the hospital and never come back," she yelled, her eyes filled with a mix of hatred and anger. Just then, a cold voice came from the ward. “Let her in.” Both Lady Reynold and Sophia were taken aback, exchanging puzzled glances. Sophia's face reddened with suppressed anger and clenched her fists tightly. Lady Reynold quickly turned to Leo and said, “Leo, what are you thinking? This woman caused your injury, and you still want to see her?” Leo repeated flatly, “Let her in.” Lady Reynold looked at him, her eyes filled with tears. “Leo, if you insist on seeing her, then I’ll leave.” Leo didn
The children had always been Amelia's biggest weakness. She wasn't afraid of much, but the thought of someone taking her kids away terrified her. Amelia's eyes instantly welled up. "Leo, I never intended to keep them from you. You didn't give me a chance to explain, so I couldn’t tell you about them." "Now that I have finally given birth to them and raised them to this age, you can't just selfishly take them away from me." Leo's expression grew darker as he stared intently at her pale face. The woman standing before him had eyes rimmed with red, and her body shook with fear and anxiety. He realized just how much those children meant to her. Still, he said, "I won’t press you about keeping this secret from me, but from now on, they need to be raised by me." "That's not happening," Amelia replied immediately. "When they were born, you weren't there. When they were sick or needed someone at school, you weren't around. Even when things were tough, I was the one taking care of them
The man must have some serious condition to make such a request. Amelia's expression darkened instantly. “Handle it yourself,” she said sharply and began to walk away, not wanting to be further involved. Just then, a loud thud echoed behind her. Startled, Amelia turned around to see Leo collapsing as he attempted to get out of bed on his own. She rushed back to him. “Leo, are you alright?” Leo grimaced in pain, clutching his chest and looking unusually pale. “I’m okay. It’s just the wound. It’s hurting a lot,” he said, his voice trembling as he pointed to the injured area. Amelia’s face turned pale with concern. “Wait here. I’ll call the doctor immediately.” “No, it’s not necessary,” Leo said weakly. "It’s just a strain. Even if a doctor comes, it won’t make much difference. Please help me to the bathroom first. I’ll feel like I’m suffocating from the pain if I don’t.” Though Amelia suspected Leo might be exaggerating his discomfort, she couldn’t ignore his evident suffering.