The Henry stretched its limbs and sat steadily on the rosewood armchair, waiting for the news of Xavier and Xan.
The newly added tea set was put aside, but the river house was not in the mood to cultivate its body and mind.
The river bank was not an alien, but he was a straight man. He was a very straight man. So he couldn't accept that his own son was violated by a man.
The pile of newspapers had been taken away from the river bank by the butler and destroyed, but images still lingered in the mind of the river bank from time to time.
In the midst of his agitation, he began to pound the tea table with his heavy fists, making a sound that made him more annoyed.
"Foster Father, the Twelfth Brother and his cohorts have returned."
He reported to Henry that he was standing outside the villa, like Xan, who was one of the two thick doors. He and Xavier just came here one day ago from Payt Castle.
Xavier was injured and he stumbled a little after getting off the car. Although he had already treated his wound, he was in a hurry to take out the bullet that had already embedded in his body.
Xavier did not let Xan in. Instead, he handed over Xan directly to Xavier. After that, he went into the villa by himself and reported back to the Henry Villa.
"The matter has been screwed up?"
From Xavier's humble posture of asking for forgiveness, the river bank could know the result. But it was puzzled. "Is Ben really so difficult to deal with?"
"Alex has suddenly appeared... He is using his life to save Ben, so..."
Xavier didn't want to find an excuse for his failure, but he still found it. He knew that he was wrong. If it weren't for his delay and his excessive love for his machete, he and Xavier could have already cut off Ben's criminal tools and returned to report to work before Alex came here.
"Ah? Alex is here too? Is he injured? You guys didn't hurt him, did you?"
When it came to his own son, Henry jumped up from the old-fashioned wooden armchair and asked anxiously.
From his adoptive father's expression, it could be seen that his choice with Xan was correct! If he had fought with Alex unscrupulously and completed the task at that time, it would have been even more difficult for them to cooperate with his adoptive father.
If he didn't kill Ben, he would only be scolded, but if he hurt Alex, he might not even have a chance to live.
Xavier was loyal, but this didn't mean that he could throw his life away for no reason !
"I did not attack Alex with Xan, so I left first." Xavier answered truthfully.
"That's good." Henry let out a sigh of relief and slowly sat back again.
"Ben was seriously injured and can't stand the wind for a while. He can't stand the waves anymore."
"He was lucky this time..." Henry thought for a while and asked in a deep voice, "Did you two reveal your identities?"
"No! But..." Xavier wanted to speak but stopped on second thought.
"But what?" Henry sternly asked.
"Indulge father, but I always feel that with Alex's superior IQ... maybe he has already guessed that you are his biological father?"
What Xavier was saying was not without reason, because he had just realized that in Dragon-controlling City, Alex had already recognized him and Xavier, but did not expose them.
The river bank was deeper in the armchair, and it seemed that he was thinking about Xavier's words.
"But...Lita told me that she hasn't mentioned it to Alex yet. But Alex does have a brain... it's hard to say if he can guess it himself."
When he said these words, Henry seemed to be a little proud of himself. With such an excellent son, how could Henry not be arrogant?
"Foster Father, I'm guessing that Alex had already made his own guess. Otherwise, when we returned to Lisbon this time around, he would've been sharpening his knives in order to take revenge on us."
Xavier spoke out his own thoughts and thoughts.
"Yes..." Henry nodded his approval. "This time when we returned to Lisbon, Alex is indeed not as aggressive as before. I think he already knows that I, his biological father, won't hurt him anymore..."
Henry's self-proclaimed "father" was really frank. Didn't he ask Alex whether he would accept his self-proclaimed title?
This topic very well diverted the attention of Henry. Henry would naturally not blame Xan and Xavier for negligence of duty.
"It's just that Alex has been guarding Ben all the time, so it's hard for us to do it a second time. Moreover, it's obvious that Alex is familiar with our routines. He won't vent his anger on you, my adoptive father, for Ben's sake."
Xavier was not a fool: When they were fighting their own father and son, no matter what they did, only their adopted sons, who were regarded as tools, would get hurt.
"I can't care that much! This Ben must disappear! I will not allow my Xavier's son to have an unclear relationship with a man! If Ah He is still alive, she will not allow Alex to mess things up!"
The manner in which he spoke in Henry was as if he was Alex's father.
From the words of the river bank, it was not difficult to conclude that he still refused to let go of Ben!
It was late at night, and everyone was silent.
Lin wrapped her arms around her mommy Lita's neck like a little koala and nestled tightly in her arms.
It seemed that the little fellow was a bit contradictory: he longed for the love of his father and cherished his own mommy; but it seemed that he was afraid that the bastard would take his own mommy away.
She was still playing tricks with her selfish little eyes. The little girl only wanted to have the complete love of her own mother.
It had been a long time since he had climbed the wall. Warner's movements were not as skilled as they had been when he was a mercenary. Fortunately, the villa was not tall.
After removing the alarm equipment, he was sweating on half of his body.
In the master bedroom on the second floor, there was a kind of warmth.
Looking at the mother and son sleeping on the big hat, Warner really didn't want to disturb them.
Even if he didn't want to disturb them, he had to! This was because his goal was to 'intrude' Lita and her son. Even though he felt that his actions weren't very sincere, he was only disturbing them and not hurting them. Thus, Warner calmed down.
He took a step forward. Under the moonlight, he saw Lin, who was curled up in Lita's arms. Not only was she pouting, but she also had a pair of short legs on her mother's waist. Her posture was wild and adorable.
Warner stretched out his hand and tried to pull the little thing out of Lita's arms. He didn't expect that the little thing's small arms were still wrapped around her mother's neck. Only Warner pulled it a little, and the little thing squirmed into her arms like a big hairy insect.
This desire to possess... even if he slept, he was really in mommy's arms.
Warner patiently kept talking with the little thing: If you can't argue with it for a while, you can argue with it for a second time, a third time...
It turned out to be quite amazing: The little guy was not awakened, but pulled Lita, who was holding her son tightly, to wake up.