Hunter’s eyes brightened right away, but Dakota looked taken aback.
Letting out a cold laugh, she said, “Changing your plan now? Trying to use feelings to manipulate me?”
“Too bad, it doesn’t work on me.”
“I’ll repeat myself, let Hunter go!”
I stayed silent. The next moment, Dakota grabbed a wine bottle from the table and slammed it against my head.
Blood ran down my face as I turned toward Dakota in shock, but her eyes were only on Hunter.
“Hunter, are you okay?”
Hunter acted as if he’d passed out, keeping his eyes shut and saying nothing.
Dakota grew frantic and tried to take him to the hospital.
“Dakota!” I caught her hand, pointing at the blood dripping from my forehead.
“I’m the one who should be in the hospital, don’t you think?”
“Besides, Hunter still hasn’t said where Hiro is; he’s just a child….”
Angrily, Dakota yanked my hand away. The back of my head hit the tea table hard, and more blood poured out, soaking through my white shirt.
No trace of pain or concern showed in Dakota’s eyes; instead, she kept yelling at me.
“Erwan! Haven’t you made enough of a mess? Didn’t you hide Hiro yourself?”
“And now Hunter’s already passed out, what more do you want?”
“If anything happens to Hunter, I’ll never forgive you!”
She lifted Hunter from the floor and rushed out, never noticing that I was already blacking out from blood loss.
A few minutes later, she came back.
When I thought Dakota had changed her mind and was coming to take me to the hospital, she instead locked the private room door.
“Hunter’s hurt badly. To stop you from causing more problems while he’s being treated, I’ll lock you in here for now.”
She even bent down and brushed her hand against my face.
“Don’t worry, Erwan. Even if you’re old and dull, the one I love most is still you.”
“If you behave and stop going after Hunter, when I’ve had my fun, we’ll still be a family.”
Dakota walked out, and my phone rang.
A message from an unknown number popped up.
[Erwan, don’t think you’ll ever find your little brat!]
[Dakota and her inheritance are mine alone.]
[Soon, I’ll send you and your son to hell to meet each other again!]
Inheritance? What inheritance could Dakota even have?
Seven years earlier, the Montague family had gone bankrupt, and her father came to beg me for help.
He said if I agreed to save their family, he’d marry his daughter to me.
I hadn’t planned to get involved, but when I saw Dakota’s picture, I instantly knew she was the same girl who had rescued me outside the pass years ago.
Like I’d lost my mind, I agreed to the marriage. I not only married Dakota but also invested three billion to bring the failing Montague Group.
To thank me, her father handed me half of the company’s shares.
The Montague Group, aside from its name, had nothing left to do with the Montague family, so what inheritance could Dakota possibly have?
Before I could make sense of it, a child’s crying suddenly came from behind the partition.
“Daddy, Mommy, where are you? It’s so dark… Hiro is scared…”
Right away, I knew it was my son’s voice.
I ran toward the sound, but a Molotov cocktail suddenly flew through the air vent.
The bottle set the sofa on fire, and in seconds, the whole room was burning.
I emptied the last of the bottled water over myself and rushed through the partition without hesitation, only to see a videotape playing on repeat.
