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.

him there. His brows furrowed in a stern expression,

tense. One was refusing to let go,

bodyguards watched in stunned silence, as their employer was under attack.

supposed

culprit was someone they couldn’t afford

look, caught between a rock

sidelines, just as helpless. He had

He was at a loss, particularly given the high status of those children. They had to be treated with the same

to how he could help

was thrown into chaos with the arrival of four little

down on Lysander’s hand with all his might,

an unreadable mask, but he too, stubbornly refused

A minute passed.

the metallic tang of blood in his mouth, prompting a flicker of fear. He released his bite, his wide, innocent eyes fixed on Lysander. There

his bloodied hand. His voice was cold as

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