Chapter 513


    Chapter 513 Can’t You Hear Me?


    Savanna asked, “Brandon, how long has Tye been missing? Was he taken away by Daryl?”


    On the way home, Savanna was sitting uneasily in the passenger seat. She was extremely worried


    about her son.


    The family of three went out together, but now there were only Savanna and Brandon.


    She was really afraid that something would happen to Tye.


    “Don’t worry. I’ve arranged for people to look for him. Our son will be fine.”


    After Brandonforted his wife, he immediately called his assistant, Jim.


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    Brandon asked, “How is the investigation? Any clues?”


    “Mr. Finn, Mr. Daryl has indeed returned to the house in the south of the city.”


    At the same time, Gerald also began to search for Tye under themand of Finn.


    Daryl was Finn’s cousin, so Finn was more familiar with him. It was helpful to the investigation.


    “Where is the child? Is he also in that house?”


    Gerald was not sure, so he could only probe deeper.


    About ten minutes ago, a blue Maserati came from the other side of the road like an arrow released


    from a bow.


    When it got close to a viplex, the car suddenly turned and rushed directly toward the gate.


    Just as the car was about to hit the gate, a security guard rushed out of the sentry booth and quickly


    pressed the open button.


    The gate immediately opened and the sports car rushed in, perfectly avoiding a collision.


    “Mr. Daryl.”


    The security guard recognized the sports car and greeted Daryl respectfully.


    Daryl had driven away. When he heard the security guard’s voice, he came back. The car roof was


    retracted and revealed Daryl’s face with a sinister smile on it.


    Daryl waved his hand, signaling to the security guard toe over.


    “What can I do for you, Mr. Daryl?” The security guard immediately ran to the car. He bent his waist,


    lowered his head to the level of the sports car, and listened attentively.


    “If you open the gate sote next time, I will smash this door together with you,” Daryl stopped


    smiling and said sinisterly.


    The security guard was so scared that his face turned pale. He was shocked.


    Before he calmed down, Daryl stepped on the elerator and sped away.


    Daryl’s vi in the south of the city was not an isted manor. It was located in the innermost part of the


    viplex.


    Daryl drove at top speed, going all the way from the gate to the three–story vi in the innermost


    area.


    There were two men in ck suits and ck sunsses guarding the door.


    When they saw Daryl, they greeted him together, “Hello, Mr. Daryl.”


    Daryl got out of the car and threw the car key to one of them casually. The man understood and quickly


    went to park the car.


    “Where is he?” Daryl asked.


    The other bodyguard at the door immediately pulled the door open. “The child is inside. I’ll take you


    there.”


    Daryl swaggered in front. The bodyguard followed behind him, pointing out the way carefully. “Please


    turn right ahead. He’s in the basement.”


    “You ced that child in the basement?” Darylughed sinisterly. “It’s moist and had bugs there. Do you


    know whose child that boy is?”


    The bodyguard shook his head in confusion. “Who? Mr. Daryl, we ce people you brought here in the


    basement, don’t we?”


    “This child is very important. If he gets hurt, his father will not let you go!” Daryl scared him.


    The bodyguard, who was around 6 feet 3 inches tall, broke out in a cold sweat.


    He asked nervously, “Mr. Daryl, who is this child’s father?”


    Daryl suddenlyughed and didn’t answer the question. He directly jumped over the three stairs and


    entered the basement.


    “Mr. Daryl, the child is here.” The bodyguard followed Daryl closely and opened a tightly closed


    door in the basement.


    Although it was a basement, there was a bed and a quilt. But the ce was a little small. It was around


    220 square feet.


    The most obvious drawback was that the basement was dark and poorly ventted. Daryl smelt the


    mold as soon as the door was opened.


    He covered his nose in disgust. “What kind of lousy ce is this? Is it a pigsty? The smell is


    terrible.”


    While Daryl wasining, a little boy was staring at him timidly. The boy was at the foot of the bed in


    the middle of the room.


    His eyes were as round as a deer’s. He could see the horrible surroundings clearly.


    “Did you see him clearly?” Daryl suddenly asked the security guard.


    “What should I look at?” The bodyguard was confused.


    “Look at his face. Don’t you feel familiar?” Daryl pointed at the child.


    “What’s wrong with his face? He’s just a child…” When the bodyguard saw the child’s face clearly, he


    was stunned.


    “He… Why does this child look so much like Mr. Finn?”


    The bodyguard didn’t know Brandon, and he didn’t know that Brandon and Finn were twins, so it was


    understandable that he thought this child was Finn’s son.


    Daryl didn’t intend to exin the details. He burst intoughter again.


    The basement was closed, it echoed as heughed. It sounded particrly creepy.


    “When did Mr. Finn get a son? Isn’t he unmarried?” the bodyguard asked. His expression changed


    due to shock.


    After all, the Orwell family was a rich family, and it was no surprise for a yboy to have an


    illegitimate son.


    Seeing Darylughing so wildly, the bodyguards couldn’t help but think of the dramas depicting the


    descendants of rich families fighting each other.


    “Mr. Daryl, why did you kidnap Mr. Finn’s illegitimate son?”


    Daryl still didn’t answer the bodyguard’s question. He walked up to Tye and raised the boy’s chin with his


    finger.


    Tye turned his head away in disgust. Obviously, he didn’t want Daryl to touch him.


    “Kid, you are quite rebellious. Let me introduce myself. Actually, you should call me uncle.”


    Daryl introduced himself.


    However, Tye didn’t intend to pay attention to Daryl. Tye was still looking away and refused to look him in


    the eye.


    You have grown into the appearance I hate the most. It’s really a pity. It makes me unable to adopt you!”


    Daryl had considered taking Tye as his own. Since they were rted by blood, he might as well use Tye


    as a bargaining chip to gamble for his inheritance rights.


    However, Tye looked so simr to Finn, that sickly man. So, Daryl gave up on that n.


    “But little brat, you are quite useful to me,” Daryl snorted.


    The next second, he felt a sharp pain on his fingertip.


    Daryl looked down and saw that Tye was biting his finger.


    “Let go!” Daryl wanted to pull his finger out, but Tye bit even harder.


    “I said ‘let go‘. Didn’t you hear me?” Daryl frowned in pain.


    He swung his hand, and Tye was pped onto the bed.