A Father And His Wolves
Chapter 43 The Mysterious old man. Very Superior

"You want to know?"

Lilith Carter raised her eyebrows and laughed, "Tomorrow morning at 8:00 a.m., you will arrive at work an hour early to arrange a welcome ceremony for the new president. As for the identity of the new CEO." "Well, then you will see."

Lilith Carter confided, then turned and walked away.

They looked at each other...

...

Ten o'clock at night.

A black Mercedes pulled up outside Nighty Airport, south of Hilshire. The car door was opened and out came three men and a woman, which was Hudson Scott and his mother, who were leaving Hilshire for the Capital City overnight.

The other two men were bodyguards who protected them closely.

"You can go back now."

Hudson said to the driver when he got out of the car, "Anything happens here in Hilshire, let me know as soon as you can, and please keep my dad safe!"

"You can rest assured."

The driver nodded, then turned the car around and left Nighty Airport.

"Mom, let's go."

Hudson turned to her mother.

"Okay!"

The two of them were in front, the two bodyguards were behind, and four of them strode across to the departure hall. Hudson asked after some hesitation on the way, "Mom, you really don't know why my dad was so eager to get us out of Hilshire?"

"I really don't."

His mother shook her head and sighed, "Your dad kept everything to himself, but I know he must have had his own reasons for doing so."

"Then he..."

Hudson asked with concern, "Is he gonna be okay? I'm still worried about him. I want to stay."

"No, you can't!"

His mother shook her head, "I'm sure your father did the right thing. He wants what's best for us, and if we insist on staying, it'll only make trouble for him."

"Then... fine."

Hudson was reluctant, but did not dare to disobey his parents.

Bam! Bam!

The two of them were talking as they walked. Just as they reached the entrance of the departure hall, they heard two strange noises behind them, like the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. Although it was not loud, they could hear it clearly because of the short distance.

They stopped at the same time and looked back.

"It's..."

"What's going on?"

They were both startled at what they saw. The two bodyguards who were following them, for some unknown reason, both fell unconscious to the floor behind them.

And the strangest thing was, there were no strangers around!

Hudson realized something was wrong. He bent down to check on the bodyguards, when an old voice sounded in his ear, "You don't really want to leave, do you?"

"Then don't!"

It was coming from behind and very close. It started suddenly and made them feel creepy.

Hudson exploded in an instant!

"No!"

His mother let out a scream.

Bam! Bam!

However, before they could see what he looked like, someone hit them hard on the back of the head. The next moment, they were stiff, dizzy, bobbing, and, like the bodyguards, both fell into a stupor. Opposite, a gray van sped up.

There was a gray van coming the other way.

The van stopped in front of them, and two young men jumped out of the van. Without a word, they lifted them and the two bodyguards onto the van and threw them into the back of the car.

"Mr. Brain."

Then the young man looked at an older man standing there with a respectful look, waiting for further instructions.

The old man looked in his sixties, grizzled, wrinkled and hunchbacked, like an ordinary old man. But his eyes were piercing and penetrating. His eyes were as cold as the waning moon in winter. Just looking at him was so scary.

"Go ahead. Stick to the plan."

The old man casually said, then turned away.

At his age and in his condition, one should expect to walk slowly. But almost in the blink of an eye, under the gaze of the young man, his old figure disappeared into the crowd.

He seemed to be able to stride ten meters!

"Go!"

The young man was not surprised by this. He turned and got in, and moments later, the gray van was gone, leaving Nighty Airport...

...

Ten o'clock at night.

In the Cecilia's home in Garden Community.

The lights were still on in Cecilia's room. Cecilia and Phyllis, dressed in matching pajamas, lay side by side on a fluffy bed. Sean was sitting on the edge of the bed reading Phyllis a story to put her to sleep.

"In his third month in the army, your dad fought in the district jousts. After many challenges, he finally took the crown and became a real king of war..."

"Phyllis, be a good girl, go to bed early, and tomorrow night, I'll tell you about the district jousts, okay?"

Sean reached out and stroked Phyllis's forehead with his rough palm. A gentle smile spread across his resolute face.

"Okay!"

Phyllis smiled sweetly, her pink face beaming with happiness. She turned and threw herself into Cecilia's arms and said triumphantly, "Mom, you were right. My dad was a super hero. He was amazing." "When I grow up, I'm going to join the army, too, to replace my father."

Cecilia looked embarrassed.

She glared at Sean. She couldn't figure out where Sean got these so-called stories. He talked as if he had been there.

Not to mention Phyllis, even she listened with rapt attention.

"Okay!"

Cecilia patted Phyllis on the back and nodded, "When you grow up, I will accompany you to replace your father."

Soon, Phyllis fell asleep.

"Thank you."

Cecilia looked up and suddenly looked at Sean with a very serious expression on her face.

Sean was stunned, "For what?"

"Thank you for standing up for me. Thank you for being so nice to Phyllis and making up such a nice story to satisfy her lack of love for her father. And thank you for keeping your promise not to do anything inappropriate to me..."

Cecilia spoke from the heart.

She was already desperate to learn that Carter Moore had betrothed her to a rapist and was prepared to be "bullied" by Sean.

But luckily, Sean was not who his research said he was.

On the contrary, he took great care of them all!

This was something Cecilia could not have dreamed of. Although she was confused about Sean's background. She always thought Sean was approaching her for some other reason. But from today's contact, she could confirm that Sean was not a bad person.

It was good for her that he was not a bad man!

"You're welcome. It's my responsibility."

Sean smiled and shook his head, "Speaking of which, I should be the one thanking you."

"Why?"

Cecilia was stunned. She asked, frowning, "What can you thank me for?"