8. Misunderstanding

The entire mansion of Gomez was in Chaos because the second son of the Guerrero suddenly disappeared and no one could find him.

“HAVE YOU FOUND MAC ARTHUR?!” Michael Guerrero—the head of the Guerrero family, was almost frantic as he searched for his second son. He was extremely worried and no longer knew where to find and look for his son.

“Lord Michael, we’ve already searched the entire Gomez mansion, but we still can’t find him” one of the Guerrero bodyguards’ captains said breathlessly.

Michael could only clutch his temple from the overwhelming stress and worry over his missing son. He didn't know what to do anymore as he was starting to feel anxious for his son safety.

“Have you checked the CCTV footage?”

“Yes Lord, but there was only one footage where we saw Second Young Master Mac Arthur go” the captain reported causing Michael to suddenly feel a spark of hope.

“WHERE? WHERE DID YOU SEE HIM GO?! WHERE DID MAC ARTHUR GO??” Michael grabbed the captain by both shoulders and shook him repeatedly.

“At the garden, Lord. First and Third Young Master already went there to look for the Second Young Master.” the captain said so Michael frantically let go of the shoulders of the captain.

Michael didn’t say another word and immediately ran toward the garden. His bodyguards and his head butler Dan, followed after him.

'There should be nothing bad can happen to Mac Arthur. He was once kidnapped because of my negligence of him and if that happens again… I will never forgive myself. Maries will never forgive me either if anything happens to our son' Michael thought as he ran toward the garden of the Gomez Mansion.

When they arrived, he encountered his eldest son— Matteo. Matteo was gasping for breath as he looked at his father, accompanied by three bodyguards.

“Son, have you found your brother?” Michael’s face clearly showed his worry and fear for his child safety, which only worsened when Matteo shake his head.

'I searched every corner of this garden, but I couldn’t even find a trace of Mac. Where is that kid hiding?!' Matteo was also filled with worry over his brother’s disappearance and every time he looked at his father, he couldn’t help but feel pity. The fear was clearly visible in Michael’s eyes. Michael looked around frantically, as if he no longer knew what to do next.

“Dad, calm down. We’ll find Mac. Nothing bad will happen to him,” Matteo tried to reassure him, but it seemed to have no effect. Michael only grew more frantic as countless terrible possibilities flooded his mind about what could happen to Mac Arthur.

“S-So where is Matthew? Maybe he already found Mac Arthur. Do you know where he is?” Michael’s panic was clearly audible in his voice.

“H-He’s at the greenhouse—” Matteo hadn’t even finished speaking when Michael suddenly sprinted toward the greenhouse, followed immediately by his bodyguards.

“DAD!” Matteo called out, but his father didn’t look back, leaving him no choice but to follow his father.

They arrived inside the large greenhouse, passing rows of different kind of plants.

“Split up and look for Matthew and Mac Arthur!” Michael shouted, and the bodyguards immediately obeyed. Only Matteo and Butler Dan stayed with Michael, following wherever he went in search of his sons.

The three reached the innermost part of the greenhouse, where a bridge leading to the other side was located. There, three people were in a commotion—none other than Matthew, who was desperately trying to pull his brother Mac Arthur away, as Mac Arthur clung tightly to the leg of a man wearing a red polo shirt.

“I DON’T WANT TO! I DON’T WANT TO! BRING BARBII OUT FIRST!!!” Mac Arthur shouted loudly, causing his brother Matthew to close his eyes in embarrassment.

'Why does he let his crazy little brother run loose like this?!' The man in the red polo shirt glared angrily at the two siblings who were pulling at each other. He grimaced as he felt his black pants slowly slipping down, forcing him to keep pulling them up to prevent them from sliding further.

“This is so embarrassing!” Matthew muttered angrily to his brother Mac Arthur, though the man in the red polo shirt could still clearly hear him.

“When I say I don’t want to, I DON’T WANT TO!!!” Mac Arthur shouted again, making the two people with him shut their eyes in irritation.

That shout echoed throughout the entire greenhouse. The Guerrero's were immediately alerted by Mac Arthur’s voice.

“Dad! That’s Mac’s voice!!”

“I know.”

Michael’s group immediately ran toward the bridge. When they reached the other side, they saw half of Mac Arthur’s body on the ground. A man in black was on top of him—unbeknownst to them, it was actually Matthew.

Seeing what he thought the man in the red polo shirt was doing, Michael immediately pulled out his gun. From his point of view, it looked like the man in the red polo shirt was kicking his son Mac Arthur.

Without hesitation, he aimed the gun at the man in red and fired.

'What the fuck? I’m not even done with this problem and now there’s another one? What kind of bullshit is this?!' Matthew was shocked by the gunshot. He immediately grabbed his brother’s head and shielded Mac Arthur with his own body.

“Let’s go!!” When Michael saw the man in the red polo shirt fall, he immediately lowered his gun and ran toward Matthew’s position.

When they reached them, they pointed their guns at the people slumped on the floor, especially the man in the red polo shirt.

“GET AWAY FROM MY SON!!” Michael shouted, aiming his gun at the man lying on top of Mac Arthur—without realizing that the man was actually his own other son, Matthew.

Matthew thought this was the end for them but when he heard Michael speak, his eyes widened. He turned around, and his gaze met Michael’s and Matteo’s.

“Dad?!”

Michael immediately lowered his gun when he saw Matthew’s face. “Matthew? W-Why are you there?” he asked in confusion.

“Hi, Daddy!!” Mac Arthur smiled brightly, turning to his father and older brother and waving at them—like he didn't gives them a heart attack and anxiety over his disappearance.

“Mac Arthur?!” Michael scanned his son from head to toe until he slowly noticed what Mac Arthur was hugging—the leg of the man he had shot, who was now slumped on the ground.

“What are you all doing?!” Matteo asked in disbelief as he took in the situation involving his two brothers and the man in the red polo shirt.

Matthew slowly moved off Mac Arthur and stood up to face his father and brother. He adjusted his disheveled black suit.

“Dad, when I arrived here, this wonderful son of yours was hugging the legs of the delivery man,” Matthew explained irritably, still not looking at the man in the red polo shirt.

“What… did you say?” Michael asked in disbelief, his gaze shifting between the man he shot and his two sons.

'Did I just shoot an innocent delivery man?' Michael thought, unable to believe it. Even Matteo found it hard to believe Matthew’s explanation but what he was seeing left him no choice but to accept it. Even though the man in the red polo shirt was slumped on the ground, Mac Arthur was still hugging his leg.

“Put your guns down…” Matteo ordered, and the bodyguards immediately obeyed.

“Daddy! Look its Kin. I was asking him where Barbii is, but he wouldn’t tell me. Hmph, he’s so stingy,” Mac Arthur said cheerfully, pointing at the man in the red polo shirt.

'What??' Michael was completely speechless, unable to believe what his son was saying.

“See, Dad?? I’m really going to lose my mind because of that kid!! And now he dragged someone else into it!” Matthew said irritably. He slowly turned toward the man in the red polo shirt and only then noticed the blood flowing from the man’s arm.

His eyes widened instantly, and as if his body acted on its own, he jumped the distance between them.

'He got shot??' Matthew helped him sit up, but the man in the red polo shirt grimaced in pain.

“You really are a family of lunatic, huh?” the man in the polo shirt said with a crooked smile before losing consciousness.

“Shit, shit—hey! Wake up!!”