Chapter 230 Getting Away with It

“Are you really going to take down those bodyguards? Your legs are thinner than their arms. How can you fight them?”

“Who said anything about fighting?” Wythe pouted. “Mom, you underestimate me. Violence is the most foolish way to solve things. We need to use our brains! Besides, I’ve come up with three different plans, A, B, and C. We’ll find a way!”

Wythe’s little face was full of pride!

Lydia felt her mood lift inexplicably. She reached out and ruffled Wythe’s hair. “Alright, little man, Mom is counting on you tomorrow. But for now, let’s go to bed so we’ll be in good spirits.”

Wythe nodded vigorously, rubbing his head against Lydia’s shoulder, yawning. “Mom, I know! Will you sleep with me?”

Lydia nodded at her son’s rare display of affection. She lay down with Wythe, watching his face that resembled Lambert’s so much, and slowly drifted to sleep.

The next morning, Lydia woke up to find Wythe already up, holding a beach ball in one hand and a remote control airplane in the other, s