“Next time, before making a scene, you should get your facts straight. That was really embarrassing.”
After Dakota walked off, the man beside her spoke up. “Mr. Carrington, I can have some guys teach a lesson for that pretty boy up right now.”
Pressing my fingers against my forehead, I replied, “Bring my little one back first.”
But when my men reached Dakota and Hunter’s hideout, they didn’t find Hiro, only blood all over the floor.
The protection charm I’d given Hiro was drenched in blood.
At that instant, I clenched my fist and stormed toward the place where Dakota and Hunter were meeting, kicking the door of their private room wide open.
The loud crash startled everyone inside; Dakota instantly threw herself in front of Hunter to shield him.
When she realized it was me standing there, her expression turned dark.
“Erwan! Have you lost your mind?”
“Didn’t I already tell you where Hiro was? You just had to ruin Hunter’s and my anniversary to get your satisfaction?”
Looking around the room filled with roses and the million-dollar auction watch displayed in the center, I couldn’t feel anything except irony.
Just a month earlier, I had wanted that watch and asked Dakota to help me buy it since I couldn’t get away.
She told me someone else had purchased it. It turned out she bought it herself.
When Dakota caught my eye on the watch, her face showed no guilt, only a sense of entitlement as she spoke. “Hunter liked it, so I gave it to him.”
“He’s not like you, he’s just a student who’s never had anything this nice…”
Before she could finish, I interrupted. “Being poor doesn’t mean you can take what isn’t yours.”
“And I didn’t come here for that damn watch.”
“Hunter, where is my son?”
Maybe my look was too harsh, because Hunter flinched and hid behind Dakota.
Dakota shouted at me, “Erwan! Stop acting insane! Hiro was at the villa, wasn’t he?”
“You ruined our hundred-day anniversary; you owe us an apology!”
I shoved the photos I’d taken right in Dakota’s face.
Blood covered everything I looked at, even Hiro’s charm was soaked red.
Panic hit Dakota, and she cried out, “Where’s Hiro? Why are you showing me these pictures?”
“How could you sink so low, using tricks like this just to make me notice you?”
Hunter looked scared for a moment, but after hearing Dakota, he calmed down and made things worse.
“Erwan, I knew you hated seeing Dakota and me together, but did you really have to cause all this?”
“Hiro’s your own biological son, and you still cursed him and smeared his charm with ketchup, weren’t you scared it might actually happen?”
Before Hunter could say another word, I struck him and sent him crashing to the floor.
Holding his collar tight, I demanded, “I’ll ask one more time, where is my son?”
Hunter’s face was already swollen, yet he kept lying. “I sent Hiro back already. Maybe you should check where you hid him this time.”
“Dakota, you should go with him; if you don’t, he might really kill me.”
Sounding full of complaint, Hunter spoke while Dakota threw herself at me, scratching and biting my arm.
“Erwan! You’re insane!”
“Let go of Hunter! If you don’t, I’ll divorce you!”
I told her, “I’ll agree to the divorce, but not now.”
“Give me Hiro first, and I’ll go with you straight to the city hall to file for the papers.”
