CHAPTER 495: THERE’S A WOMAN TRYING TO TAKE MY DAD AWAY FROM ME

"We checked all the footage from tonight, and the only suspicious person coming through the gate is young master George." Director Carter wiped cold sweat from his face, swallowed, and seemed to realize that calling Robert’s George "suspicious" might not be quite right.

By normal standards, it’s hard to view a three-year-old child as a criminal suspect.

But throughout the night, the only person coming and going from this dormitory was George, and no strangers appeared here.

The time Daisy was bitten by the snake coincided with the time George was coming and going...

Thinking of this, sweat ran down Director Carter’s chubby face even more severely.

Edward reported a few dates and instructed the security to check them.

Sure enough, at the times Daisy’s room had anomalies, George was present in the building.

After watching the footage, Edward left the monitoring room without saying a word.

Daisy saw his face dark as water and grabbed him, "Edward, where are you going now?"

Edward halted and looked at Daisy.

Standing before him, Daisy’s pale little face showed worry.

His slightly cool hand gently brushed her cheek, speaking warmly, "Rest in your room for a while. If you’re scared, sleep in my room tonight. Be good, I need to handle things over here first."

With that, he turned and walked away again.

Daisy grabbed him, "Edward!"

Edward kept his face stern and silent, using his hand to push away her grip on his hem.

Not far away, Director Carter and others watched the tug-of-war, not daring to step forward to intervene.

If it was George who put the snake in Daisy’s room, there’s really nothing they can do...

A headache just thinking about it.

Fortunately, there were no fatalities; otherwise, this film wouldn’t even be considered for release.

"Don’t act rashly, he’s just a three-year-old child, besides I wasn’t hurt!"

Edward’s face cooled even further at her words. He stared at Daisy harshly and asked coldly, "If it were a bamboo pit viper, you’d be dead by now! Do you think you could still stand here and talk to me?!"

Well, I’m not dead... Besides, you look ready to kill, I fear your son might be beaten to death by you!

Although Edward doesn’t acknowledge George’s existence, he is still his child, which is why Daisy has been keeping quiet these days.

"I’ll handle it." Edward didn’t soften this time, pushing Daisy aside. Thinking of the footage, his face grew even darker, and he merged into the night.

"Daisy..."

Elena walked over to support Daisy. Although she didn’t fully understand the night’s commotion, she guessed it had something to do with George.

"Are you okay?"

"No, I must go and see!"

Daisy exhaled, looked at Edward’s departing figure, feeling anxious. George is, after all, Edward’s son. If Edward loses his temper and doesn’t hold back while beating him, what will happen?

At least if she’s there, Edward might have some rationality left.

"Hey, Daisy!"

Elena watched as Daisy pushed her aside and dashed away, her brows furrowing in worry.

"Sweet Elena, what’s happening that’s so lively?"

In the crowd, Ryan’s lazy voice came through.

Elena turned, spotting his wine-red short hair.

Unknown which starlet’s bed he emerged from, he carried both post-coital allure and laziness. Upon seeing her, he immediately smiled mischievously, reaching out to pinch her chin.

"Daisy got bitten by a snake, probably by Mr. Stephens’ son."

Elena’s statement effectively halted Ryan’s flirtation.

He paused slightly, his expression grew complex, furrowing his brows and asking, "Who did it?"

"That little boy who always hugs the orange ball," Elena replied matter-of-factly, "That’s what the security footage showed, so Mr. Stephens went to find him."

He just wasn’t there for one night, and such a big incident occurred?

Ryan: "Is Daisy alright?"

"She’s fine, although it was a green snake, it wasn’t poisonous, so it’s just a bite wound."

"Where’s Daisy now?"

"She’s gone there too."

After asking, Ryan also realized the gravity of the situation. George went as far as grabbing a snake to bite Daisy; should it be said that Robert truly raised him to be ruthless?

So savage at such a young age.

His heart sank slightly, yet his fair, handsome face still wore a smile, taking off his coat and draping it over Elena’s shoulders, "Sweet Elena, it’s windy here, go back to your room and rest. I’ll go check on Edward."

"..." Elena’s nose twitched, watching Ryan wanting to say something yet holding back.

Ryan was about to leave, but seeing her expression, he chuckled, "Do you have something to tell me?"

Elena took off the coat Ryan had just draped over her and handed it back to him, "Here you go, Mr. Smith."

Ryan stood in his thin shirt, feeling touched as Elena returned his coat - he had been flirting with this little rabbit for so long, and finally, she showed concern for him!

"I’m not cold, you keep it."

"No," Elena, somewhat embarrassed, quietly told Ryan, "This coat smells really bad."

"...Hm?" Ryan’s expression froze.

"No, no, not really bad." Elena, a polite little rabbit, seeing Ryan’s expression change, quickly corrected, "It’s just the perfume smell is too strong, my, my nose is really sensitive, ah—achoo!"

As she spoke, as if overwhelmed by the coat’s scent, she sneezed.

Covering her nose, Elena threw the coat back into Ryan’s arms like she was tossing a hot potato, retreating several steps.

"I’m not cold, thank you, Mr. Smith, I’ll go rest in my room!"

"..." Watching the little rabbit hop away, Ryan recovered from his shock.

He lowered his head, sniffing the coat.

A strong perfume scent hit him.

Originally, he hadn’t thought much of it, being used to it. But now, Elena mentioning it, he found it rather unbearable, sneezing immediately.

This coat was indeed heavily scented...

How did he not notice it all the way here?

Ryan puzzled, stroking his chin.

*

Bedroom.

The child’s words caused the man sitting in the wheelchair to slightly change his expression.

"What did you just say?" He asked George again, expressionless.

The room’s atmosphere shifted suddenly, causing the servants attending to stop their actions and retreat.

George raised his head. His eyes were very dark, but the whites had turned red, clearly angered by Edward’s words to the verge of tears.

"There’s a woman trying to take my dad away. I hate her so much."