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    Hadley shook her head and subtly pointed toward Cordell.


    Ernest shifted his gaze to him.


    “Mr. Flynn.” Cordell hadn’t expected to find Ernest here. Bowing slightly, he began, “They are—”


    Before he could finish, Ferris descended the staircase. His deep voice carried ahead of him.


    “Cordell, you brought them back?”


    “Yes, sir.”


    “Ferris! You old bastard!” The boy suddenly burst out, teeth clenched, his re sharp as Ferris approached.


    “What do you want from us? I’m warning you—let us go now!”


    His fury was fierce in sound, yet feeble in strength—more bark than bite.


    Even Hadley could see that.


    “Heh.” Ferris let out a cold chuckle, addressing Ernest with ease.


    “A family disgrace. Pardon the scene, Mr. Flynn.”


    Ernest narrowed his eyes but held his tongue.


    “These two are…?”


    Ferris waved it off casually.


    “They’re just my grandchildren.”


    Grandchildren?


    Hadley and Ernest exchanged a quick nce.


    Given the situation… they were Bianca’s children?


    Ferris had taken Bianca’s children into his custody?


    What was he nning?


    “Cordell.” Ferris gestured curtly.


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    “Take them away, and see they’re well taken care of.”


    “Yes, sir.” Cordell nodded and motioned for the bodyguards to proceed.


    As the guards dragged the siblings away, the boy shouted, “Ferris!” His voice cracked with desperation.


    “Bullying children? Coward! If you’ve got a problem with someone, go after them! Why drag us into this?”


    “Tch.” Ferris frowned, irritation creeping into his voice.


    “Cordell, faster.”


    “Yes!”


    “Ferris!” The boy’s pleas turned to sobs.


    “No, Grandpa! Please! Let us go!”


    Then, in a broken voice, “No—just let my sister go! She’s scared! She’s running a fever!”


    Was that so?


    Ferris turned to Cordell.


    “Call a doctorter.”


    “Grandpa…”


    “Jett.” Ferris’ sharp gazended on the boy.


    “Listen well. Your mother harmed your Uncle Eric. You may be her child, but Eric is my blood!”


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