Noting his pursuer nursing his sprained ankle, Damian felt relieved and sat on a big stone to take a rest. He had run for a long time and his mouth was dry.

He took a rest for a while and followed the sound of water to find a stream, ignoring Barry's shouts.

Fortunately, the stream was clear. He couldn't wait around long. He drank two mouthfuls of water to moisten his throat, and then washed his face.

As soon as he washed his face, he heard faint footsteps behind him. He suddenly turned and spotted Barry.

Barry dragged his injured ankle behind him and chased Damian, and was closing fast. He was three meters away, and showed no signs of slowing down.

Startled, Damian stood up in a hurry, balanced on the pebbles in the stream and crossed to the other side.

Barry made his way down to the stream as well. He picked up a mouthful of water and took a couple sips. "You guys really must be part of the Huo family. I've never seen kids as resourceful as you two."

They were only three years old, but sometimes their intelligence seemed to dwarf that of a teenager. It was terrifying!

Damian blinked his eyes and answered proudly, "Of course we're smart. We're as smart as Dad!" To be honest, sometimes he felt that he took after his mother more, because he felt he was not quite as smart as his brothers.

Everyone knew who Matthew Huo was, and they knew that angering him was dangerous. However, Barry had no other choice but to kidnap these two kids. But as dangerous as Matthew was, his boss was the more immediate threat. He wouldn't disobey him. Not if he wanted to live, at any rate. He sighed, "You brat, if you keep running like this, we'll be trapped in this forest overnight. Ever think about that?"

In fact, Damian didn't care. "Yeah, I don't like it either. How about you let me go? You can't catch up with me anyway!" he said.

Damian was right. Not only was Damian smarter, the man had sprained his ankle. There was no way he could keep up with the cunning, energetic little boy.

But a light bulb came on in Barry's head. He was going to trick the boy. "Okay!" he agreed.

Damian didn't move and sat still. "You mean it? If you go back on your word, you'll be a cheating dog."

"I mean it! Scram!" Barry nodded without hesitation. Who cared what a little boy called him? If he couldn't bring this boy back, he would be dead.

Of course, Damian didn't believe him. His father had told them not to trust anyone. The only ones he could safely rely on were his family members. Anyone else might want something from him

s he could. He didn't know how long he had run before he came to the edge of a cliff.

He looked down, and saw a deep chasm. He stood beside it and shivered. There was another cliffside near him, though, with roots he could hang on to and he could climb it.

There was no way back, so he had to bite the bullet and climb up the side of the other cliff.

Before the enemy caught up with him, he hid his little body behind a large stone. The man stood at the foot of the cliff and looked up, but didn't see a thing.

Then he walked to the edge of chasm and looked down, wondering if the boy had fallen.

Luckless in his search, he retraced his steps and left.

However, it was getting dark and fluffy clouds of fog clung to the trees. The man soon lost his way. He searched for a long time, trying to find his friend, but he didn't know where he was.

In the private hospital of ZL Group

Finding out that Erica was sent to the resuscitation room, Matthew finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Terilynn was taking care of the kids at the Huo family manor. Debbie and Evelyn rushed to the hospital to meet Matthew.

Matthew stood at the door of the resuscitation room. His suit jacket was little more than rags and ashes. It was late autumn, so he only wore a thin white shirt. It was splattered with blood and soot.

The mother and daughter rushed to the door of the resuscitation room. "Matthew, how's Rika?" Debbie asked in an anxious voice.

Frowning, Evelyn waited for Matthew's answer.

Seeing them, the man's thin lips moved slightly. "She tried to save me, and a beam fell on her. I think it might have damaged her ribs." His voice was hoarse. He trembled when he thought of Erica.