Chapter 298


    "You''re a child, so I don''t want to aim my firearm at you. Consider this yourst chance to lower your


    gun,” Edwardmented with a neutral tone as he stoodposedly.


    However, Maurice saw the former''s calmness as fear. He retracted his gun, casually leaning it against


    his shoulder while jutting his chin.


    He sat in his car, shutting the car door while mocking Edward through the open window, "Don''t you


    think the way you''re speaking to me is counterproductive to what you want me to do?”


    Edward remained unmoving but had already narrowed his eyes. No one could tell how he felt since he


    spoke emotionlessly the entire time. "I''m curious-what do you mean by that? I''d like to know what you


    think my motives are.”


    Maurice''s eyes widened. He wanted to know whether Edward was genuinely curious or if thetter was


    trying to embarrass him. His face then warped hideouslypared to everyone else''s when he could


    not decipher Edward''s facial expression. He was both desperate and determined to know what Edward


    was thinking now, his face darkening as he focused harder on thetter.


    The experience was refreshing to Edward, who had never been scrutinized from head to toe by a child.


    Still, it did not feel nice, so he interrupted coldly, "You''ve been very impolite from the moment you


    appeared before me.”


    Eyes reddening with rage, Maurice''s arm shot forward, aiming his gun at Edward again.


    Meanwhile, Erin''s breathing grew rigid as she gripped the door handle tightly. She wanted to open it but


    did not because


    Edward''s gaze locked onto her. The fierceness and intensity in his gaze caused her to freeze,


    goosebumps prickling down her arm.


    Before she could snap to her senses, Edward was already studying Maurice like a predator.


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    "You don''t have the guts to fire a second time,” he tly remarked.


    That was when the others booed Maurice, including the blond, who jeered the loudest and even


    pped. He could not hide the wide grin on his face at his arrogantpanion''s downfall.


    Edward noticed him but quickly looked at Maurice afterward, daring thetter to shoot.


    Throughout that time, Maurice did not fire again. Although he wanted to, he dared not do it for fear of


    having to exin things to his dad. After all, Maurice could easily cover up the first shot as him misfiring


    and identally hurting Edward.


    Things would be different if Maurice had shot the same person twice. With all that in mind, he froze on


    the spot with uncontrobly shaking hands.


    Eyes curving slightly from amusement, Edward looked at the petrified boy and said, "You''re a good kid,


    and you''re different from the others standing around you."


    He then returned to a nk expression while moving quickly, his figure flickering all over the space.


    Before Maurice could process what had happened, he realized his hand was empty, and his gun was


    now with Edward. Only then did reality hit Maurice. His lips rounded into a wide 0 shape while his


    trembling gaze settled on Edward. Earlier, Edward had guessed correctly-the gun was stolen.


    Maurice knew he was in deep trouble if he could not return the gun to his dad, so his jaw tensed. He


    kept staring at the firearm, his gaze pinning onto it regardless of how much Edward waved the gun


    around.


    Edward grinned before putting the gun into a spare holster around his back. While doing so, he kept his


    eyes on Maurice since thetter was the most fascinating child he had ever met.


    Opposite him, Maurice''s expression shifted from the excitement of getting away to confusion, then


    disbelief and regret. Fear eventually ate away at his mind as he asked, "Y- You''re going to take my gun


    away?”


    He licked his lips as he shed a pair of puppy dog eyes at Edward. Yet, disappointment soon


    shrouded his face when Edward nodded.


    "Yes, that''s the n,” said thetter.


    It was now Maurice''s lips that quivered. He stood there, unable to lift his feet as though they got


    cemented onto the ground. His eyes grew moist while he unknowingly lowered his voice, speaking


    meekly.


    "I can pay you. Just please-I need that gun back. It''s my dad''s favorite, and I brought it here without


    him knowing. If he realizes it''s missing and that I had something to do with it, he''ll surely beat me up..."


    The thought of that made Maurice''s eyes tremble.


    Even so, Edward held his ground. He ignored the boy''s request and stoically replied, "I''m more than


    aware of what you''re about to do and say."


    Maurice was speedily brainstorming a way to get the gun back. His eyes darted around, but their focus


    stayed on Edward''s waist.


    That alone was enough to tell Edward what the boy was nning. He just did not voice his revtion.


    Instead, he ced a hand on Maurice''s shoulder.


    Erin had been waiting in the car all this time. After seeing that things outside were under control, she


    could no longer force herself to sit still. All Erin could think about was Darius '' safety and reputation,


    knowing he would never let the video go online if he had more time to settle things.


    Therefore, she wanted nothing more than to aid him.


    "Not only is Edward unperturbed by the gravity of things, but he’s also wasting our time by confiscating


    a kid''s gun! Ugh. Seriously? That boy is old enough to learn his mistakes from today!” Erin thought.


    She then rolled down the window and poked her head out, bellowing fiery words like she were a


    dragon.


    "What the hell are you doing now? We should be returning to Mr. Reid''s side at once!"


    It was the first time Erin yelled like that throughout the lengthy period Edward had served by Darius''s


    side.