NovelEnglishChapter 752
As the seconds ticked away, the evening sky darkened and the streetlamps began to glow, casting soft lights
over the neighborhood.
Frederick pulled up at the gates of Evergreen Enclave Manor, a place known for its strict security. Even from a
distance, he could see a fleet of bodyguards patrolling outside a particular mansion.
Instead of heading straight in, he drove a block in the opposite direction and pulled up next to a sleek black SUV.
He rapped his knuckles on the driver's window, which slowly rolled down to reveal a man with striking blond hair
and blue eyes, who gave Frederick a sheepish grin.
"Lord Frederick," the man, clad in a bulletproof vest, greeted him in English with a touch of respect.
Frederick responded in kind, though his tone carried a commanding presence that seemed to demand attention.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Hard to keep up, isn't it? Head back."
The bodyguard's face turned serious. "Lord Frederick, the Chief has orders. If you insist on this path, he might
have to involve the King to persuade you."
Frederick remained stoic, unfazed by any threat.
"I won't be told twice."
"Lord Frederick, the Chief is just worried about you! Don't make this harder for us."
"What do | have to worry about? It's my daughter who should be worried!"
The bodyguard was at a loss for words, clearly troubled.
The co-driver, sensing the need for a compromise, chimed in: "Why don't we go a few more blocks out? We'll
make sure Maurice doesn't catch wind of it. If the Chief actually goes to the King, and if the King gets involved, it
could turn into a diplomatic mess. Then, there'd be no turning back."
Frederick neither agreed nor disagreed, but the bodyguard took his silence as a cue and started the engine,
heading towards the next block.
Frederick stood still, watching the car disappear from his sight before heading back to the entrance of Evergreen
Enclave Manor.
Maurice's guards conducted a thorough check on Frederick to ensure he wasn't carrying any weapons before
allowing him inside.
Inside, the mansion was quieter than its bustling exterior suggested. All the lights were on, and Frederick found
the brightness somewhat blinding yet eerily silent.
Out of nowhere, Teresa burst into the room, her small hands gripping Frederick's legs tightly. In a voice as sweet
as honey, she exclaimed, “Daddy! | missed you so much! Where's mommy? Why didn't she come?"
Frederick lifted Teresa into his arms, locking eyes with his little angel.
"Daddy?"
Teresa wrapped her arms around Frederick's neck, scanned the room, then whispered in his ear, "Daddy, |
actually knew you were my daddy all along, but | never got the chance to tell you."
Frederick felt his heart melt at her words, but his happiness was tinged with sadness, knowing the uncertainty of
his fate within Maurice's walls.
Trying to mask the sorrow in his eyes, he gently asked, "When did you find out?"
Teresa looked up with her innocent eyes, thinking hard, "A long, long tago! Remember the first t| went to
the estate with Hayes? | started suspecting then! So, | made Hayes pluck a few of your hairs and we did a DNA
test in secret! And guess what, you really are my daddy!"
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