Take My Breath Away

"Oh! So who's this new kid?" Wesley asked, scratching his head. But the next moment, his mood darkened. "Do you just go around picking up stray kids? You can even walk into a forest, and come out with another kid. How do we know this kid isn't yours, Gifford? Maybe one born out of wedlock? Maybe you've been hiding the kid all this time..."

Gifford couldn't believe his ears when he heard what his dad said. "Come on, Dad. Boswell found the kid, not me. And the kid's not mine! What a crazy idea! I'm happily married, with a kid of my own!" How could he have a love child? That was impossible.

Wesley's words amused everyone. Boswell had no idea what a love child was. But he felt the need to explain. "Grandpa, we got this kid from Mommy Bear," he explained.

"Mommy Bear?" After Boswell's explanation, Wesley was even more confused.

"Yeah!" Boswell nodded.

"Apparently this kid was lost, and raised by a bear. No clue what happened to the parents. We're the first humans the bear saw, so it gave the kid to us," Gifford said to his father.

"Oh! How weird!"

Matthew handed the kid to Wesley. "Dad, you and Boswell go home and get some sleep. I'll have my men scour the forest for Damian. Don't worry, we'll find him!"

"Dad, I know where my brother was headed. I can go with you!" Boswell said to Matthew, wrapping his arms around Wesley's neck.

Stroking his little head, Matthew said, "No, we're good. You stay here with your grandpa. We'll take care of this. We'll find your brother, trust me." The child must be still in the forest. Sheffield and Joshua were still searching there with their people. With so many people looking for him, the child was as good as found.

Wesley left with the two children. Matthew advised Gifford to take a break. Maybe nap in the car for a bit. He'd been looking for the kids nonstop, and a power nap would work wonders. Matthew relieved the other crew that had been searching for his son, and took a fresh group of well-rested men with him.

Before Matthew could take a few steps inside the forest, he received a message from Sheffield. "I found Damian! The boy's hurt! Have the paramedics stand by!" the message said.

A while ago

In the forest, when night fell, Damian leaned against a big tree, his stomach rumbling.

He was very sleepy, but too jumpy to sleep. The forest looked very different at night. Branches that looked innocuous in daylight transformed to twisted, tentacle-like limbs in the darkness. The sound

n to the VIP ward until her condition stabilized. But she was still in a coma. Debbie and Evelyn were watching over her.

Matthew's clothes were rumpled, he had a 5 o'clock shadow, and there were dark circles under his eyes. He hadn't slept yet. Instead, he came to the hospital and asked someone to move Damian to the ward opposite Erica's, so that he could take care of mother and son.

In a villa in Y City

At this moment, there were more than a dozen people at the villa, and the mood was grim. Everyone was worried.

The man at the head of the table held his cup tightly in his hand, wishing that he were holding a deadly weapon. He'd use that weapon to get rid of Noreen.

In the end, Michel couldn't help cursing. He didn't behave like the gentle and elegant CEO anymore. "That fucking bitch! Who does she think she is? Why would she be so stupid as to try and murder Matthew Huo and his woman?"

The people around him were so frightened they didn't even breathe. They were worried he'd lose his temper.

"Who allowed her to get after the Huo family? Damn it! Now Erica Li is in the hospital, in a coma. What's more, her father and brother are involved, not to mention Sheffield Tang!" This was the reason why Michel went into hiding. If he dared to hurt anyone in the Huo family, he would have countless enemies.

Knowing that she had made a huge mistake and that Matthew and Erica had not been killed, Noreen ran away. She knew she was doomed. Michel gritted his teeth and demanded, "Go and find Noreen now. Get rid of her at all costs!"

He had never thought this woman would derail all his plans. Now he needed to clean up her mess.