Mom, We Got You a Husband!
“Let go of Daddy Helton!”
Heads turned as Noel marched forward, his little face flushed with anger.
Dylan arched an eyebrow at the boy.
“Helton, is this your new assistant? Looks like they get younger every year,” he remarked dryly.
In one swift move, Dylan reached out, gripping Noel’s head roughly. His voice dripped with venom.
“Did no one teach you that children shouldn’t interfere with adults?”
Then, to everyone’s shock, Dylan kicked at the boy.
But Noel was quick. He ducked and rolled aside, springing up with surprising agility. Before Dylan could react, Noel leapt forward, planting a sharp kick into his leg.