The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 1038 I'Ll Take You Away From Home

Chapter 1038 I'll Take You Away from Home

Anthony helped the little one put his hand back under the covers and took out a gift box containing a

four-wheel drive car. He quietly placed it on the bedside table while his son slept soundly, not even

stirring. He gently stroked his son's small head with affection when suddenly, his phone in his pocket

vibrated.

It was Zack calling.

Anthony immediately straightened up and after tucking in the little one, he left the room as quietly as

possible to answer the call.

Zack quickly got to business and said, "Mr. Callahan, those twin brothers' parents are high-ranking

executives at CloudTop Group. Their father is a project director while their mother holds shares in the

company..."

Zack reported all of what he had found out to Anthony in detail.

Anthony listened intently without saying anything for quite some time as he pondered over this new

information. That couple was just an ordinary wealthy family who were not supposed to offend the

Callahan family by any means. It wasn't a secret that he had been stripped of his position as head of

Security Agency and sent to serve time in prison. Most of Suham's upper-class families knew about it

too. But since taking control of the Callahan family and sitting at its helm, almost no one dared bring up

old issues with him anymore.

Did that couple intentionally or unintentionally bring these matters before Alistair?

"Mr. Callahan?"

Zack called out from the other end of the line which interrupted Anthony's thoughts.

He came back to reality and ordered sternly, "Keep investigating! Also check on those twins' hospital

records. Everything except for what was provided by the kindergarten: ambulance footage during

transport, diagnosis records – I want them all."

"Understood."

The next day Alistair took off from the school. There was no need for him at the kindergarten either.

Molly still had military training going on which got cancelled due to heavy rain, so she decided she

would come over alone with her driver and look for Alistair at Callahan Residence.

As she crossed over through the Callahan family garden's rockery and streamlet, she saw little Alistair

sitting alone under a tree lost deep into thought.

"Milk Tofu, what are you thinking about?"

She nudged him slightly on his shoulder before sitting down beside him and casually leaning against

him.

Alistair blinked those beautiful blue eyes several times, feeling much better now that Molly arrived,

"Momo! Yesterday was my birthday but you didn't come?"

"Both my mom and dad came with me but we were stopped outside your house because the old Mrs.

Callahan said you weren't feeling well so they sent us away."

As soon as Alistair mentioned last night, he hung his head in defeat and looked unhappy.

Molly noticed his low mood and asked, "What's wrong?"

Alistair replied with a naive tone, "Did Uncle Malcolm use to beat you up often before?"

"Yeah, I was pretty rebellious back then. I always liked to argue with him and would make him so angry

that his face turned black. Hahaha."

Molly laughed out loud while reminiscing about her past achievements with pride.

Alistair sat cross-legged and asked again, "Was Uncle Malcolm really tough on you?"

"Most of the time it was like tickling. He had a fierce expression but didn't hit hard at all. Plus my mom

would stop him if it got too much. My dad always listened to my mom's words, and worst case scenario,

my brother would protect me."

Alistair listened enviously and also wanted a gentle mother who was beautiful and could control his

father just like Molly's mother did for her family.

When Alistair felt downcast again, Molly pinched his soft cheek gently and asked teasingly, "Why are

you suddenly asking about this? Did your dad beat you up again?"

He did get beaten up badly! If it weren't for Paloma coming back in time to stop it, he might not have

survived.

But he knew that he was partly at fault for what happened. "I got into a fight myself. And accidentally

made them to the hospital which is way overboard."

Molly exclaimed in surprise, "To the hospital? No way! Milk Tofu, I never knew your fighting skills are so

strong!" She looked at him differently now with curiosity.

"Come on, let's fight each other now! Let me see how good you are!" she challenged playfully while

sizing him up.

But Alistair shook his head firmly, "Dad said as a little gentleman one should never bully girls."

Even if he could win against Molly in a fight, he wouldn't do it!

Molly chuckled lightly then pinched his chubby cheeks once more, "I'm actually studying at Junior

Military Academy. Don't think just because you learned some basic Taekwondo moves, it means you

can beat me."

He pouted then murmured cutely while snuggling into her embrace.

She took out the gift she brought along - specifically meant for Alistair's birthday present even though it

arrived late - but nonetheless made him very happy when received!

The two chatted leisurely for quite some time until Molly looked up at the sky outside.

"This weather is terrible. Even the air feels damp... it seems like rain is coming soon. Let's go inside

play instead."

She reached out her hand towards Alistair invitingly. Alistair followed her hand, but winced in pain and

quickly withdrew his small hand, letting out a soft "ouch" as he rubbed it.

"You're hurt on your hand. Did your dad hit you?" she asked, quickly taking his hands and examining

them closely. She furrowed her brow as she saw the injuries.

"I know it was wrong of you to make them to the hospital, but did your dad have to be so harsh with

you?"

Compared to how mischievous she was when she was younger, Alistair seemed like a well-behaved

little baby in her eyes now.

But even though Alistair was so obedient and well-behaved, he still often got beaten by his father and

scolded by him. Why didn't Anthony treat her as harshly?

When she fought with others, Anthony helped cover for her.

When she caused trouble, Anthony quietly cleaned up after her.

Her godfather said that she would always be the most important princess in his heart.

Her godfather said that there would always be a place for Momo in his heart.

But with Alistair around, all of this tenderness seemed nonexistent. She saw a different side of him -

one that was strict and cold-hearted towards Alistair.

Alistair's eyes were watery as he complained to Molly, "I also think my dad is being too much! Since

yesterday afternoon when Great-Grandma took me out of the ancestral hall, I haven't seen my daddy

at all!"

Even at breakfast table, there wasn't any sign of Anthony. The butler said Anthony had left early for

work today.

His hands hurt so much that he couldn't even hold onto the fork properly - yet not once did Anthony

come over to comfort him or say anything kind... It felt like Anthony was still mad at him!

The more he thought about it, the more upset he became. Tears welled up in those bright blue eyes

while even the tip of nose turned red from crying...

Molly couldn't help but feel sorry for him and an idea popped into mind. "How about this? I'll take you

away secretly. We can run away from home together."

Alistair shook his head frantically. "No way! If Dad finds out I ran away from home, then he will definitely

get really angry!"

He had already experienced the Callahan Family's rules before... They were really scary...

Anthony might point at him later on asking "which leg stepped outside first?", and then break his leg!

Waaahhh! That was terrifying!

Alistair buried himself into Molly's embrace while whimpering softly, "Momo, save me..."

"Don't worry," Molly reassured him gently. "Running away from home isn't necessarily bad thing.

Sometimes you need him to realize how neglected or mistreated you feel."

"Do you think... that could work?"

"Trust me, with me around, he won't lay a finger on you," she said confidently. "And if worse comes to

worst, I'll call my brother too. He scares the crap out of him and he won't even dare raise his voice in

front of him. Even if my brother scolds him, he won't dare talk back." © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Alistair was confused. "Why is he so afraid of Spencer?"

Molly giggled and put on a mature facade despite her young age. "Don't worry about grown-up stuff

when you're just a kid like us. The grudges between he and my brother have nothing to do with you."

"Okay..." Alistair always trusted her judgment. "So are we running away now? But what about the

bodyguards watching us?"

"It's no big deal. I'll figure out how to distract them," Molly assured him.

"Can I go back to my room first? Can I bring some things with me?" Alistair asked.

Molly couldn't help but roll her eyes at his naivety but still replied kindly, "Sure thing."

Although she wanted to laugh at the thought that he believed they were moving instead of running

away, Molly held it in and urged him on, "Hurry up then."