Chapter 537

“Let me go! I need to find my mom! My mom!” The young Atticus, though small, was surprisingly strong, throwing punches and kicks at the bodyguard with all his might, squirmed like an eel.

The bodyguard couldn’t harm him. So, his grip wasn’t too tight, allowing Atticus to twist out of his grasp and bolt.

With reflexes honed from years of training, the bodyguard lunged forward, snagging the back of Atticus’ shirt, and hauled him back.

Despite his spirited struggle, Atticus was still just a child, who was no match for the strength of a grown man, much less a trained bodyguard.

His efforts were fruitless.

The four children were brought back to Lysander’s side.

No sooner had the bodyguard loosened his grip than Atticus spun on his heel to make another break for it.

But Lysander’s large hand shot out, gripping his arm. Atticus whirled around, sinking his teeth into Lysander’s hand.

He bit down hard. His whole body strained with the effort.

a stern expression, but

standoff between father and son was tense. One was refusing to let go, the other was refusing to release his bite.

watched in stunned silence,

they supposed to

they couldn’t afford

between a rock

sidelines, just as helpless. He had no idea how to handle that

never married, never had children, and his butler training hadn’t included how to handle kids. He was at a loss, particularly given the

to how he could help

orderly Royal Estates was thrown into chaos with the arrival of four little whirlwinds.

with all

he too, stubbornly refused to

A minute passed.

He released his bite, his wide, innocent eyes fixed on Lysander. There was a hint of trepidation in his gaze. He

didn’t change as he glanced at his bloodied hand. His voice was cold as he asked, “Feel better?”

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