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Eric did not hesitate at all.He pushed Chance away and walked out.
At this time, the bodyguards who were stationed covertly outside ran in.
"Mr.Ferguson, we caught her."
Eric's eyes turned cold for a moment.He seemed to be quite glad.
"Very good."
Chance followed closely behind Eric. Even with tears streaming uncontrollably down his face,
Chance was afraid that something would happen to his mother.He was afraid of his mother, but he loved his
mother too.
How could a child hold a grudge? Chance wanted to shout to stop Eric, but he could hardly make a sound no
matter how hard he tried.He could only use his strength to cry silently.
Eric walked to the front.His back was awe-inspiring, and he was exuding a terrifying chill.
Angie did not expect Eric to come prepared.She was caught so quickly and could not escape.
Finally, she panicked.
"Eric, don't you want to know why I came here?"
"No."
After Eric finished speaking, Angie was tied up.
Angie struggled to no avail.
Looking at Chance, who was standing behind Eric, Angie burst into tears.
"Chance, save Mommy! How can you just watch Mommy die?"
Angie was crying in hopes of touching Chance's soft spot.
Chance was ignorant and naive at his age.He looked at Eric pleadingly and kept tugging Eric's clothes with
both hands, not letting go.
"No...No..." Chance cried hysterically, and his whole body was shaking.
"Eric, if you kill me, he'll remember you as a murderer for the rest of his life.Are you going to kill him too?"
Angie roared.
Eric stared at her with dark eyes for a few seconds and glanced at his subordinates.His subordinates
immediately took out a roll of tape to put it over her mouth.
"Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!"
It was finally quiet again.Then, they stuffed Angie into the car.
Eric looked at his men and said, "Throw her into the river."
"Yes, sir."
The car quickly left.
Chance's face was red from crying so much.He looked like a tired and weak kitten.He cried until he
was out of breath.
Eric brushed away Chance's hand and said in a very cold tone, "You can stay here or leave if you want,
but she has to pay the price."
After he finished speaking, a car parked in front of him.
Eric took a few steps forward, another person got off.He saw that Mitchell was back from Africa.
The car door slammed shut, and the car quickly drove away.
"Daddy..."
Chance cried and tried to catch up.He did not realize that he made a sound. However, this sound was
very raspy and soft, but it was very clear.
Mitchell heard it clearly and looked over in shock.
"Young Master, you can speak now?"
He went over to stop Chance.
Chance cried a lot, so the sound he made was smaller than a kitten's cry.
Even so, Mitchell heard it clearly.
Mitchell was pleasantly surprised and hugged Chance.
"I’ll find a doctor for you right away!" "Daddy...No!"
Chance seemed to only repeat these two words.
Mitchell knew that what happened just now might have traumatized Chance.
He just hoped Chance would forget about it after a good sleep.
After all, who would have thought that Angie would show up as another person?
If Eric had not deliberately made Mitchell go abroad, Angie would not have let down her guard.
Then, Mitchell would not have found out that the real Yasmin had already died while searching for her
brother.Her corpse was tossed into the wilderness.
Mitchell did not show up for a while.
Sure enough, Angie could not hold back her temper and started to abuse
Chance Mitchell sighed.He just felt sorry for Chance for having gone through so much at such a young
age.
Moreover, Eric's attitude toward Chance did not change in the slightest.
Eric took out his anger on Chance because of Angie.
This was unavoidable.
After all, Eric was no saint.
Mitchell, as an outsider, would not be able to undo anything.
Mitchell carried Chance back and comforted him for a while.
Chance gradually calmed down his emotions.
Once Chance was asleep, Mitchell called Eric.
"Mr.Ferguson, this place has been cleaned up.Will the young master continue to live here?''Eric said,
"My mother will be back soon. She can take care of him when she returns."
Mitchell paused.
"As soon as you left, the young master seemed to speak and made a crying sound.Should I find a
doctor for him?"
Eric was silent for a few seconds.
Only then did he answer nonchalantly.
"You can deal with it.lt’s better to find a psychiatrist and make him forget about what happened tonight."
Mitchell said, "Yes, sir.l think the young master is a kind-hearted boy who's not at all like Angie.He will
definitely be a good boy if nurtured properly."
Eric was amused by those words.He sneered and hung up the phone.
Was Chance a good boy? Who could tell? Eric did not believe that Angie’s child would be good in any
way.
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