Seeing his respectful deanor, Winston Winslow’s raging anger subsided slightly, and he spoke coldly.
"Did Serena leave with Damian Quinn?!"
The truth could no longer be concealed, and Lucas Laine nodded frankly.
"Yes."
"Well... very well!"
Upon hearing this, Winston Winslow’s expression turned extrely unpleasant, and he slapped the table heavily, his anger irrepressible.
"Catch Damian Quinn now and bring Serena back!"
Lucas Laine pressed his lips together, "Yes, Master."
"Hmph."
With a cold snort, Winston Winslow suddenly stood up, his pale and haggard face filled with a gloomy expression.
"This ti, I’ll go personally!"
Only by going himself could he ensure Damian Quinn and his group wouldn’t escape again!
Thinking of Damian Quinn, Winston Winslow’s eyes filled with intense hatred.
He would surely avenge his tragically deceased wife and daughter personally!
...
Early the next morning.
When Serena Everett woke up, the man had already prepared breakfast.
"Baby, try this."
Sitting at the dining table, Serena took a bite after inhaling the enticing aroma, and her stunning fox-like eyes curved with delight.
"Not bad, your cooking has improved again."
The man’s lips curled up at the little girl’s satisfied praise, and his eyes and brows were filled with indulgence.
"Baby, as long as you like it! From now on, I’ll cook for you every day."
A sweet sensation washed over Serena’s heart as she tilted her head at him, "Why have you beco so enthusiastic about cooking?"
The man’s gaze toward her beca scorching and lingering, and his deep, magnetic voice was tinged with laziness and laughter.
"Because I want to capture your stomach, so you’ll never be able to leave ."
"Master Damian, you’re quite the strategist!"
Serena’s red, glossy lips couldn’t help but curve up as her fair arm wrapped around the man’s neck.
"But, I’ve long been unable to leave you."
Hearing the young girl’s words, Damian Quinn’s smile deepened, his mood extrely joyous.
Chase Sherman had just walked in when he saw this scene and imdiately backed out sensibly, not daring to disturb them.
"Serena, there’s sothing I need to tell you."
After the young girl finished breakfast, Damian Quinn finally spoke.
"We’ve found Walter Coleman’s whereabouts."
Upon hearing this, a flash of joy crossed Serena’s eyes, but she soon cald down.
Previously, no matter what they tried, they couldn’t find any news about Walter Coleman, but now they suddenly did, which was suspicious...
Serena glanced at the man, and Damian Quinn happened to look at her too.
Clearly, they were thinking the sa thing.
Serena bit her red lips, "Let’s set off now and bring Walter Coleman back!"
Though suspicious, they couldn’t worry about that now; the most important thing was to find Walter Coleman and bring him back!
"Okay."
Damian Quinn naturally had no objections to the young girl’s decision, nodding in agreent.
Serena got up, but at that mont, she received a ssage from Lucas Laine.
The ssage content was only the symbol €, but it imdiately changed Serena’s expression.
"Baby, what’s wrong?"
Noticing the girl’s emotional change, Damian Quinn followed her gaze, and seeing that symbol in the ssage, he slightly frowned.
"What’s this symbol?"
Serena: "It’s a code between Lucas and ."
Lucas and his little friend have a code?
Damian Quinn’s eyes darkened slightly, but he knew now was not the ti for jealousy, so he gently asked.
"Baby, what does he an?"
Serena knitted her brows, "Master already knows I left with you! And he’s caught up!"
Master knowing she left with Damian Quinn must have infuriated him, and he would definitely co after them personally...
With the Netherworld Syndicate’s counter-surveillance abilities, they would catch up very soon!
Upon hearing this, Damian Quinn’s expression also turned grave.
"You take Chase and the others to find Walter Coleman, I’ll stay to block Master and his people!" Serena quickly decided, "You must bring Walter Coleman back!"
"No."
Damian Quinn imdiately objected.
The young girl left with him, and Winston Winslow would be furious; he couldn’t let the young girl face it alone!
Besides, what if Winston Winslow gives her a hard ti because of this?
Serena guessed his thoughts and spoke to dispel his worries, "Don’t worry, Master won’t make things difficult for !"
Still uneasy, Damian Quinn frowned, "No, Brother will stay with you to face this together, and Chase and the others can handle Walter Coleman’s side."
Serena’s beautiful, upturned fox-like eyes narrowed dangerously, "Are you not listening to now?"
How could he dare not listen to her?
In Damian Quinn’s cool eyes was nothing but helplessness, but he truly couldn’t put his mind at ease with her alone...
"Serena..."
Before the man could finish his words, Serena interrupted him.
"Are you listening to or not?"
The girl’s pale fingers tugged at the man’s tie, her expression cold and proud.
Seeing the signs of the young girl’s anger, Damian Quinn’s eyes filled with even more helplessness, leaving him no choice but to compromise.
"Alright, Brother will listen to you."
Tsk, tsk, tsk...
Standing outside the door, Chase Sherman watched the scene, unable to resist silently marveling at their Master Damian’s standing at ho.
"That’s better!"
Serena tiptoed, kissing the man’s lips like a reward.
Master was now blinded by hatred and harbored deep resentnt towards him; once they t, he would definitely attack him!
Now, he and Master absolutely couldn’t et!
Damian Quinn was utterly powerless against her, gently pinching her cheek.
"Baby, wait for to bring Walter Coleman back."
The girl lifted her porcelain white, delicate face with a smile, "Okay!"
Watching the man leave, Serena’s expression was no longer relaxed, and she lowered her gaze, pondering how to prevent Master from being so angry...
Before she could co up with a good solution, that familiar dizziness engulfed her, quickly followed by weakness and excruciating pain.
Damn it!
The symptoms were becoming more frequent!
Serena’s lips turned pale as she tightly held onto the wall, forcing herself not to collapse.
Suddenly, there were orderly footsteps outside.
Serena’s expression changed slightly, forcing down the pain surging within her as she leaned against the wall to slowly stand up.
Had Master and his people arrived so quickly...
With a loud bang, the door was kicked open.
Those who entered weren’t from the Netherworld Syndicate, but a group of n in black with star markings on their hands.
Serena’s pupils shrank, her eyes imdiately filled with intense coldness.
They were from the DY Organization!
"Hahahaha..."
Doctor Yates strode in, his sinister laugh echoing.
"The successful experint, we finally et!"
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