Chapter 5075

As they neared the shore, Ambrose was about to rush over.

"Stand right there!"

Yet they had barely gotten two steps further when Forsythe called out coldly, "Bring me the Young Master."

As he spoke, Forsythe glanced at the child in Neil's arms.

Whew!

Ambrose took a deep breath, speaking in a firm tone. "My rules here. Let Heather go, and I'll give you the baby when she gets off the boat."

He was saying the words, but Ambrose's gaze never left Heather the entire time, unable to hide his urgency.

'Motherf*cker!'

Seeing as he was still trying to bargain at a time like this, Forsythe could hardly contain his anger. "Don't you think you can do whatever you want just because you're the Master of the Elysium Gate. I'm telling you now, I'll make sure you never see another day of peace if anything happens to my Young Master."

"Hand me the child, now."

As Forsythe said the words, his chest thumped with nerves. This was because he saw that the child was bawling and wailing in Neil's arm