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.

in a stern expression, but he didn’t let go.

refusing to let go, the other was refusing to release

stunned silence, as their employer was under

supposed to

they couldn’t afford to

bodyguards exchanged a baffled look, caught between a rock and a hard

as helpless. He had no idea how to handle that

hadn’t included how to handle kids. He was at a loss, particularly given the high status of those children. They had to be treated with the same deference as Lysander, and couldn’t be forced to do

loss as to how

chaos with the arrival of four little whirlwinds.

on Lysander’s hand with all his might, refusing

face was an unreadable mask, but he too,

A minute passed.

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

change as he glanced at his bloodied hand. His voice was cold as

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