Casper North was taken aback, his little face filled with confusion: "Stepdad, what are you talking about? Rakshasa and all, I’m just a four-year-old child, I completely don’t understand what you’re saying."
Elias Hawthorne lowered his gaze, looked at Casper North, and suddenly smiled: "True, you’re still a kid, what can you understand? I misunderstood, Casper, don’t hold it against dad."
Casper North grunted twice, but his heart was full of doubt. Previously, when his cheap stepdad heard news about The Rakshasa, he reacted like a mad dog. Now, clearly suspicious, he’s so calm, there’s obviously something amiss.
Could it be that Raina has been discovered?
It shouldn’t be. If she really was discovered, Raina would surely be the first to take him and Shea and make a run for it.
Forget it, let’s see how the situation unfolds. But right now, the most important thing is to see Raina.
Elias Hawthorne handed the gray bead filled with sedative back to Casper North: "Keep it safe yourself, it’s quite useful for protection, but be careful not to sedate yourself."
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Shea lifted her skirt and ran to Elias Hawthorne, looking up with a face full of grievance: "Mr. Perfect, I’ve been waiting for you, but you didn’t even call me once. You’re such a heartless man. But even if you’re so heartless, I still really like you."
Elias Hawthorne couldn’t help but chuckle. For some reason, as soon as he saw this little girl, his heart softened completely.
Elias Hawthorne saw the little girl staring at him dazedly, eyes filled with stars, and couldn’t help but smile: "Your drool is coming out, wipe it off quickly."
Shea instinctively raised her hand to wipe her dry mouth, dazedly said: "No, no drool."
Elias Hawthorne couldn’t help but laugh softly.
Shea’s little face burst red, tugging at Elias Hawthorne’s sleeve: "Mr. Perfect, you’re mean, laughing at a girl like that."
Elias Hawthorne laughed even louder.
"Stop laughing, stop laughing."
Shea’s eyes rolled: "I want a hug. Only a hug, a kiss, and being lifted high can comfort my wounded little heart."
Elias Hawthorne chuckled, bent down and picked Shea up.
Shea’s delicate arms immediately wrapped around Elias Hawthorne’s neck, pressing her little face against his, full of satisfaction: "Mr. Perfect, consider marrying me when I grow up."
"That won’t do. If I marry you, your mommy would be sad. Would you bear to make your mommy sad?"
Shea pouted: "Actually, there’s nothing really worth missing."
Casper North scoffed at his sister being so taken with Elias Hawthorne’s charms. He tugged Elias Hawthorne’s sleeve: "Stepdad, we need to see Baby. Take us there."
"Elias!" Mrs. Hawthorne stopped Elias Hawthorne as he was about to leave, calling out urgently: "Your father is still unconscious. Aren’t you going to care for him?"
Elias Hawthorne’s handsome face tightened, his expression indifferent, evidently unmoved by the man who is his father.
Mrs. Hawthorne’s heart sank: "Vincent is your father, after all."
"He is indeed my father." Elias Hawthorne’s voice grew colder, with a trace of regret.
Colin couldn’t help but come over, blocking Elias Hawthorne: "Young master."
Elias Hawthorne’s handsome face instantly turned cold: "Uncle Colin, are you trying to stop me?"
Colin sighed: "Young master, you are father and son after all."
"Enough, why pressure my stepdad? Don’t you know I’m the one who drugged him?" Casper North snorted coldly: "He’ll be fine after sleeping till tomorrow, don’t worry. I won’t let you become a widow."