A Father And His Wolves
Chapter 72 A Trap. Smell a rat in the Matter

"Yes."

Cornelia was so young, and she should be a few years younger than Sean. Sean thought it would be awkward if he called her aunt face-to-face.

He might not even be able to call her that.

But what he didn't expect was that all the awkwardness he'd expected was gone because of Mamie.

In fact, aunt sounded nice!

Especially when he saw Cornelia's mixed expression of shock and confusion, panic and disappointment, Sean wanted to laugh, but it was embarrassed and he could only hold back.

"You.re..."

Cornelia stared at Sean for two or three minutes before she got over her shock. She took a deep breath and asked, still incredulously, "Sean, Sean..."

"Are you the Young Mr. Mason of the Mason family of The Capital City, Dean and Gemma's grandson?"

Sean was not embarrassed anymore.

Cornelia had been excited, worried, hesitated, and looked forward for a long time. And now, at last, she had come to this, like a bolt from the blue. Moments ago, she mistakenly thought Sean was going to tell her that he liked her. Her heart was still racing.

And now!

Aunt?

Oh, my God, you recognized me, you knew about us, so why couldn't you tell me sooner?

Wasn't that a bit of a joke?

"Yeah, that's me."

Sean nodded and asked, "You've heard about me?"

"Gemma accidentally mentioned your name."

Cornelia recalled and shook her head. "But when I asked her about it, she was very coy about telling me, so your name just came across as something to me." "Oh, I see..."

Sean sighed. Of course he knew why Gemma kept Cornelia in the dark.

After all, he was suddenly jailed five years ago, convicted of rape. Such a charge against any man would stain him for life.

It only made me sad to talk about it.

And Gemma and Dean became Cornelia's godmother and godfather after Sean went to prison. There was no need for her to be involved, to be scared. Keeping it from her was for her own good, of course.

The two of them sat in the car and talked for about five minutes, then Sean handed Cornelia the car keys again and asked, "Auntie, you won't refuse me this time, will you?" "Anyone who doesn't want such an expensive car would be a fool."

Cornelia took the car keys without hesitation. Now that she knew who Sean was, she was relieved to let go of her guard and anxiety.

She was not as stiff around Sean as she used to be.

Sean rolled her eyes and said, "You've been saying no, not like now. If someone sees you, they'll think I'm gonna do something bad to you." "Don't ever talk about it again!"

Cornelia blushed at the mention of it, thinking, "I myself, without knowing it, thought you were going to do something to me, let alone an outsider!" Oh, villain!

"Okay."

Sean took his joke away and said, "In addition to telling you this, in fact, there is a very important matter that requires your immediate attention. And that's why I have come to see you urgently."

"Oh?"

Cornelia was stunned, "What's that?"

Sean said quietly, "I have some enemies in Hilshire, and they could attack anyone around me at any moment, including grandma and grandpa, including you."

"They could send someone to grab you and use you as leverage."

"So, you will have to go south right now, think of a reason that my grandparents can't say no to, and take them away, either to a hotel, a friend, or, you know, take them on a trip, get out of the way..." Sean told Cornelia why he came.

When he left his grandmother's house in the morning, Gemma repeatedly told Sean not to be impulsive and not to take revenge. And now, his identity was likely to be exposed, and he had to go! He was going to deal with this on his own. He didn't want Gemma and Dean to know and to be worried about him.

"Is your enemy very strong?"

Cornelia's relaxed mood suddenly became tense again.

"Yes, they are very strong."

Sean was noncommittal. The Miller family, the Taylor family, and the Scott family, were not very great in his eyes. But in Cornelia's eyes, they were too big to mess with. What was more, behind these three families, there was a real unicorn, the Mason family of the Capital City!

Cornelia said with concern, "What would you do if we all left?"

Sean smiled, "Of course I stayed."

"On you own?"

"Yes."

"Can you handle that?"

"Probably."

Sean didn't say yes, just in case Cornelia thought he was bluffing. "Because I'm supposed to be stronger than them."

Cornelia opened her mouth, hesitated, and swallowed the words back into her mouth.

She didn't say it, but Sean could tell by the look on Cornelia's face that even though he was laying low, Cornelia still thought he was bluffing! Never mind! Bluffing was fine.

Sean didn't bother to explain. Good people were naturally misunderstood by others.

Just then, a shrill cell phone rang. Sean took out his cell phone. It was a strange number, but it was probably the bully with the long hair.

In the morning on the south side of town, he gave the gang leader his cell phone number, but did not take their number.

Otherwise, he would have called the gang leader the second Phyllis disappeared. After all, in his opinion, the Miller family, the Taylor family and the Scott family in the south of the city were the most suspected. "Do what I say. And you can leave now."

Sean pushed the door and got out, leaving Cornelia alone. After watching Cornelia drive away, he answered the phone. Soon, a triumphant voice came from the phone, "Mr. Mason, it is done!"

"After I got out of the city hospital, I went to Grayson Miller and told him about a very wealthy young man from out of town who had just moved into Hilshire and wanted to meet some wealthy people in the area."

"Grayson Miller has agreed to meet with you at 3 p.m. at the Tucci Bath Center on the south side of town. And he said he would tale Caleb Taylor with him."

"As for Hudson Scott, it looks like he left Hilshire yesterday and couldn't go..."

It was the bully!

Left?

Sean paused. He had met Hudson yesterday afternoon, and then he left abruptly last night. He left in such a hurry, there was obviously something fishy, something unusual!

"Did he come home and tell Connor Scott that he had seen me, and Connor Scott figured out who I was based on his description? He knew it was coming, so he sent him out of Hilshire early?"

Sean wondered.

If so, the Miller family, the Taylor family, and the Scott family were most suspected of kidnapping Phyllis.

And this Tucci Bath Center, it could be a trap.

"Ok. I got it."

Sean looked at the time. It was half past two in the afternoon, half an hour to three. There was still time for him to get south of town, so he nodded and said, "Three o'clock. I'll be there on time." Then he hung up the phone.0000