Melissa glared at Weldon, her teeth clenched, and her face turned ghostly pale.
Thomas couldnât watch silently anymore and tried to intervene.
âWeldon, please, letâs not escalate this.
â
Weldon just laughed and shot back, âOh, why? Will you give me a new heir then?â
Thomas sighed, shaking his head, seeing there was no reasoning with him.
Melissa was shaking all over, attempting to snatch Matthew back, but the bodyguards held her firmly in place.
At that moment, Matthew also shouted for help, âDaddy, help Matthew! I donât want to leave Mommy⦠I donât want to leave Daddy either.
I really like Daddy! Daddy⦠Please chase the monster awayâ¦â
Hearing this, Weldon felt a bit upset.
He said with a hint of impatience, âIâm not a monster! Iâm your grandfather.
Call me grandpa!â
But Matthew kept crying, âNo! Youâre not my grandpa.
Youâre the scariest monster of them all.
â
Just as Weldon was about to take Matthew away, the helicopter landed, and the cabin door opened.
A voice then emerged from the darkness behind them.
âYouâre planning to take my son without asking me, Mr.
Smith? If so, you might want to stop and think it over.
â
Hearing a voice he knew well, Weldon was taken aback.
Thomas was equally surprised.
Melissa, stunned, turned around in disbelief, only to see Marcus stepping out of the shadows, a small hammer in hand.
Weldon scoffed, âYou think you can stop me with just that?â
Upon seeing Marcus, Matthewâs spirits lifted, and he yelled, âGo, Daddy, beat up the monster!â
Marcus flashed Matthew a warm smile, and then turned to Melissa, who was tearfully gazing at him, as if scared heâd vanish any moment.
Marcus then made a beeline for the helicopter.
Before anyone could grasp what was happening, he was behind the pilot, pulling him from the c@@kpit and tossing him to the ground.
Weldon, fuming with anger, yelled, âYouâve got some nerve, Marcus!â
Discarding the hammer, Marcus dusted off his hands and retorted with a smirk,
âI havenât even started on you.
Why the outrage, Mr.
Smith? Seems like Edwin didnât give the Smith family enough of a lesson, making you think you could cross the Fowler family again.
â
Weldon retorted with a sneer, âBut Iâve got Matthew here!â
âAnd heâs my son!â Marcus hissed, standing his ground.
âAre you sure you want to do this? Think you can just walk away? Your pilot is out cold;