Deep Love Hidden From Him novel Chapter 652

Eventually, they arrived at Wilson's new company and waited quietly outside.

Theodore asked in a low voice, "Why did you want to come with me?"

"I know you're here to sort things out with Wilson, so I came here to have a look. After all, I've been spoiling my sister since we were young. No one can bully her," Alastair said seriously. What he said didn't match with his child-like appearance at all.

A smug smile tugged at the corner of Theodore's lips. Suddenly, he realized that this child was very similar to him. He knew when to make his move.

At this moment, Wilson had already come out, and he went alone to fetch the car.

Theodore glanced at Alastair. "Can you get rid of the surveillance footage in the parking lot?"

"Sure." Alastair's eyes flickered as he instantly understood what he meant.

When Wilson was about to get into the car, he felt a beam of light shining on his face. He wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't see clearly.

With a creaking sound, a car stopped in front of him.

Theodore and Alastair walked out of the car, and it was then when Wilson knew who was coming.

"Theodore, what are you trying to do?" Wilson felt a little guilty when he saw the expressions on their faces.

Theodore sneered and walked over. Without saying anything, he kicked him directly in the abdomen.

When Alastair watched him strike, he was very relieved for a moment. At the same time he thought, he'd rather not have such a grandfather who wanted to kill his own grandchildren. This kind of person was not worthy of any sympathy.

Wilson curled up in pain and stared at him coldly.

"Aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"

"What about you? You attacked your own grandson and granddaughter. Why didn't you expect to be punished by God?" Alastair stared at him with a cold expression. At the thought of Adrienne's ill face, he became very angry.

It was only then that Wilson noticed Alastair. For the first time in his life, he realized that this brat was becoming more and more similar to Theodore, especially his eyes, which were as cold as a glacier.

"Stinky brat."

Theodore looked down at him. "All you ever wanted to do was return to Godfrey Group, but you've hurt my son, Wilson. How can you be so cold-blooded?

"Both you and Xavier deserve to die."

"Die? Then what about you? You've already killed your wife and another woman. Are you going to be satisfied only if everyone in the Godfrey family died?" Theodore questioned.

He claimed to be doing it for Theodore's own good, but in the end, he was hurting his son. It was absolutely unforgivable.

Alastair retrieved a stick from the car and handed it to Theodore. "As a father, shouldn't you do something for your child?"

Looking at the stick, Wilson was startled. "You..."

"Why are you so surprised? Adrienne and I were almost killed by you. It's only fair to get back at you for that," Alastair replied coldly.

Theodore took the stick and raised his hand before swinging it down quickly. However, when Wilson closed his eyes, he heard a "ding" sound and the stick fell directly to his side.

"You're scared, aren't you?" Theodore's gloomy voice rang out in the parking lot, carrying an ominous feeling.

Alastair knew that Theodore wouldn't hit him. No matter how evil Wilson was, he was still

Theodore's father. He couldn't really batter him.

Wilson's body didn't feel any pain. He opened his eyes slowly and looked at the stick that was lying beside him. He then looked at Theodore and Alastair, who were standing by the side, looking at how pathetic he was.

"Let's get out of here," Alastair said coldly.