Harold was brought into a VIP room by the bodyguards.

A man with an imposing presence sat on a couch there.

He was dressed in a black suit, and looked at them with cold and grim eyes. Even if he said nothing, his air of superiority was enough to make everyone feel inferior.

He cast his gaze on his four-year-old son. “Didn’t I tell you that you’re not allowed to leave without permission?”

Harold straightened his back defiantly. “I just went out for a walk. Can’t I even do that?”

“No.” Duke’s voice was cold, and whoever met his stare felt a chill crawl down their spines.

He stood up and walked over to Harold. “Do you have any idea how many people are after you? Do you know what fate may befall you if you run out by yourself?”

“No!” Harold turned his head to the side.

He remembered the woman he met just now.

Once he had her information, he would sneak out again…

At that moment, the woman, who had also been sitting on the couch, stood up and walked over. “Don’t be angry, Duke.”

She was wearing a fitting long dress that made her appear graceful and a thin layer of makeup that made her look full of life.

She squatted down in front of the boy. “Harold, your father is just worried about you, that’s why he’s so mad. You should listen to him and stop going outside to play, okay?”

“No! Why should I listen to you?”

pushed her hand away. He showed her

before him was no

slid down her face. “Harold, I’m your mother. Why are you acting like this? I gave birth to you after carrying you for eight long

face was full

to be pregnant for eight months, but he knew that he did not like Dew. He absolutely despised this woman who

Winters, apologize to your

cold. He was about to

Winters’ children could be aloof, but they had

his own mother would be chased

in a choked up voice. “Even though I’m his mother, I didn’t bring him up properly, so it’s normal that he doesn’t

way they would

away her tears in a

make Duke pity her,

ago, she had brought the children to the Winters

Duke only took the children in. He did not agree to

disposal, but not a single one helped

could only hold onto the identity of Harold’s mother. It was the only thing tying her to

over the four years weren’t in

George, the elder son, listened to her every

family, so as long as Dew kept him under her control,

As for Harold…

the worse Harold treated her,

day, they would

……

with her children in hand and found a car

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