NovelFinishChapter 488 He dashed to the study to find Tarquin.
"Look, these past few days, Blossom has been heading out first thing with the trash, then she goes to the old lady's place. After staying there for about twenty minutes, she leaves, and her trash bag has magically doubled in size.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThat means, lately, Blossom's been helping the old lady with her trash. And those dead cats? They're coming from her house. But whether Blossom knows about those dead cats, that's still unclear!" Tarquin's face darkened.
"At least this proves that the problem is with the old lady's house. Our guy could be hiding out there!" At that revelation, both father and son tensed, a chill running down their spines.
Their mysterious person was living right across the street? Elliot was worried about Elysia and Emmett's safety.
Tarquin was concerned for Elijah's safety.
"We've got to root him out!" they declared in unison.
The two exchanged a look, their expressions in sync.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThis mysterious person was like a thorn in their sides, pricking at both their hearts. Until they plucked it out, they'd be in agony, living in fear every day! Elliot asked, "Got any plans?" Tarquin didn't hide his intentions, "I'll take advantage of the night and head over later." "You're thinking of going tonight?" "Yeah!" "How will you go about it?" "Hmm?" Elliot was puzzled, "You're going after him without a plan?" Tarquin said, "No need, I'll play it by ear." Elliot frowned, "This guy is unpredictable and skilled. If he's really there, it could be dangerous." Tarquin was unfazed, "No worries. If he manages to lay a finger on me, more power to him." Elliot was immediately displeased. "..." What does 'no worries' mean? This wasn't the arrogance of believing he won't get hurt; it was the nonchalance of not caring if he did. Like getting hurt was so normal he'd becnumb to it, completely indifferent.
Maybe it was the blood relation kicking in, but Elliot felt uneasy. It was hard to tell if it was worry or something else, but deep down, he didn't want anything bad to happen to Tarquin! And he didn't like Tarquin talking like that! Tarquin was still advising Elliot, "Elysia's had a bit too much to drink and can't go anywhere tonight. You guys should just stay here. There's a security guard downstairs, so don't worry about safety. Keep an eye on your brother and Elijah for me." He got up to leave, but Elliot grabbed his sleeve.
Tarquin looked puzzled, "Something else?" "Wait a sec!" Elliot hurried out, only to rush back in a moment later, handing Tarquin an earpiece.
"Wear this. It'll lettrack your location and we can communicate. It might lower your chances of getting hurt!" Tarquin's eyes narrowed. "... You're worried aboutgetting hurt?" "Getting hurt isn't exactly a picnic, better to avoid it if possible!" "You're worried about me?" Elliot's lips twitched, struggling for a reply. ". "..."
Understanding dawned on Tarquin, his heart softening, and he asked gently, Weren't you'not a fan ofbefore? Why the sudden concern?"
Elliot's frown deepened, as if worrying over him was the most embarrassing thing, reluctantly saying, "I'm not worried about you! I'm worried about an ambush!"
Tarquin chuckled, knowing well that worrying about an ambush meant worrying about him. In that moment, Tarquin felba warm glow in his heart, affectionately ruffling Elliot's hair, he couldn't help but say, "Your dad's lucky to have you. Wish you were my son." mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliI0fiflO&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1
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