“Lyla, let’s not jump into decisions, please,” Master Rafael pleaded, “I will deal with, Sophie.”Liam ran to Lyla, wrapping his arms around her waist shakenly. He was asking to go home.“Liam, it’s okay. Daddy’s here. I won’t let her hurt you,” Bryce reach out his hands, slowly approaching Liam. Liam hesitated at first, but come around eventually. “Bryce, I hate to tell you this, if Fabe finds out what happened right now, she will never let anyone of you near Liam again.”“That’s why I’m asking you not to tell, Lyla. You’re a parent too, I’m sure you understand what I mean.”“She is not what I am worried about,” Lyla exclaimed softly, remembering Massimo. “Who?” “Huh? No one! Okay, I’ll keep it for now. But if it happen again, you know what I’ll do!” Lyla lectured and stormed downstairs. Bryce tucked Liam in bed and saw the red mark on his arm. He decided to get some ice to the kitchen and saw Lyla drinking tea in deep thought. “Not sleepy yet, Lyla?” “Just thinking.
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