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Abbie was taken away by Braelynn. Meanwhile, Leonard's eyes were bruised and he couldn't see anything. He was in pain and was pissed. It felt terrible! Then, he raised his voice and called his assistant several times. In order to make things easier for Leonard, the assistant, bodyguards, and servants had gotten out of the way sensibly. Now that Leonard was calling for help, the assistant came in a hurry after a while. He was shocked when he saw Leonard like this. "Mr. Floyd, was this... did Miss Clark do this?" "It was Braelynn Saunders! D*mn it! Braelynn, that b*tch! She gets in my way all the godd*mn time!" Leonard cursed angrily. He then questioned his assistant, "How did she get in? Didn't you f*cking arrange for someone to stand guard outside?" "I did!" The assistant was extremely aggrieved. "If you did, then how the hell did Braelynn get in? That d*mned woman. She wanted to kill me the moment she came in. F*ck... I'll kill her someday!" Leonard cursed. See

Leonard was originally extremely impatient, but after listening to his assistant's words, his impatience disappeared. "Are you sure they're Fandrey's men?" "I'm sure. Those two are Fandrey's most skillful bodyguards. The people I arranged there dare not make a move after they saw them. They were afraid of alerting the enemy!" "How could that be? Braelynn is William's sworn sister. What does she have anything to do with the Floyd family? Why did Fandrey ask his men to protect her? Could it be that William has asked Fandrey for help?" As Leonard analyzed the situation, he felt that it was impossible too. William had so many bodyguards, so it was impossible for him to ask Fandrey to arrange someone to protect Braelynn. There was definitely something fishy about this. Leonard's impatience disappeared and was sensitive enough to realize that this was a big problem. "Braelynn isn't as simple as she looks, is she? Did you find anything else?" "Yes, our people did

Richard's memories from his childhood were still very clear. After Abbie was born, he liked her very much and often secretly went to visit her. At that time, Abbie looked like a doll, just like Emma now. She was so cute! Richard liked his sister so much that he secretly took Abbie back to his room to sleep by his side when the nanny was not looking. As he was too young back then, he had rolled down from the bed when he was holding Abbie. At that time, he was frightened and had made himself a cushion for Abbie to fall on. Abbie was frightened too and burst into tears. Donald, who loved his daughter very much, gave Richard a good beating when he saw this. Richard thought of what had happened when they were kids as he reached out to hold Emma. "Let me hold her!" Emma stared at Richard for awhile, then timidly reached out a small hand towards him. Emma had refused to let anyone hold her before this, so it was surprising that she had let Richard hold her.

The assistant immediately followed Leonard's instructions and relayed the orders to the nanny, who naturally agreed immediately. Leonard asked about Braelynn again, "What's the situation with Braelynn?" "I haven't heard any news yet, but I'll ask about it." The assistant asked the person who was tasked with following Braelynn, but he didn't receive any reply. The assistant muttered, "Where did these two guys go? Why aren't they replying?" Leonard was clearly upset. "Are they slacking off? Give them a warning and make sure that they'll complete their job without any mistakes. I'm sure they've just been loitering around all day long." The assistant agreed. "I'll keep an eye on them. Don't worry, Mr. Floyd!" After having dinner with the Clark family, William came to pick all of them up at nine o'clock at night. Santhos and Cade refused to leave because they wanted to continue playing with Emma. William and Valeria had no choice but to carry them i

"Thirty percent loss?" Francis thought that he had misheard it. He remembered that Michael said that he had earned five per cent before this. "Michael made five percent that day, didn't he? Why would I suddenly lose 30 percent?" The assistant looked calm and collected when he saw how anxious Francis was. "Yes, he had earned some profits at first, but he suffered 40 percent of losses when the market had a flash crash for the past two days." Francis was stunned when he heard the bad news. He then grabbed his assistant's hand and said, "Is this true?" The assistant pulled his hand away and said, "Yes. Michael had been keeping tabs on the stocks for two days straight. I think you can't contact him because he's probably resting now." "Didn't he say that he would definitely make profits?" Francis was incredibly anxious and his veins were throbbing on his forehead. The assistant frowned slightly and said, "Sir, there is no such thing as an investment that would d