Chapter 261 A Narrow Escape

Lydia's heart was heavy with sorrow as she looked at her pitiful yet adorable child. It felt like her heart was being scorched.

Wythe shouted, "Mom, don't listen to him! If you die, I'll jump down too!"

Wythe's eyes, dark as ink, were filled with despair.

He even hated himself a little—if he weren't a child, he wouldn't be in such a helpless situation!

Just as mother and son were on the brink of despair, something swiftly flew toward Wythe.

Suddenly, a sharp scream pierced the air, and the knife poised at Wythe's neck clattered to the ground.

"Ah..."

Before Wythe could react, two tall figures rushed towards him. Through his tear-blurred vision, he made out the familiar faces.

"Uncle Fraine..."

Andrew quickly freed Wythe from his bonds. His wrists were bruised and swollen from the prolonged restraint.

Anger etched on Andrew's face, he kicked the kidnapper hard, sending him crashing into a wall, where he slumped unconscious.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Andrew saw Wythe exhale deeply, re