When we took the children to sleep, Hendrix hugged me from behind, reluctant to leave. "I haven't felt you sleeping next to me for a long time."
I thought about the promise I had made before, and my face turned red. "Then you can stay here tonight. The Reid Manor's beds are so big, it's enough for two people to sleep here."
Sebastian was targeted by the international criminal police and would not appear again for at least a while. Jarold City had become much safer for us. Maybe there was no need to pretend to be separated after our biggest trouble had been solved.
At that time, Aurelia slept next to Wynn, and Anne was just next door. This family reunion had been due for a long time.
Hendrix suddenly let go of my hand. He grabbed my shoulders and turned me over. He and I looked into each other's eyes and he said, "Not yet. It's not the right time."
I frowned. I didn't understand what he was worried about.
Hendrix said, "Don't forget that Sebastian is not our only enemy. Do you know where he took you to today?"
"Isn't it his lair abroad?" I asked.
"It's not that simple." Hendrix shook his head. It just so happened that Aurelia kicked the quilt. He bent down and tucked her in. Then he said in a lower voice, "Sebastian participated in international organ trades before, and has long been on the international criminal police's wanted list. It's impossible for him to start a company openly. That place is the headquarters of Henric International Corporation in Mesville."
"Is it the company that had donated nearly 100 thousand dollars last year, the big philanthropist Baldrick Yeager's company?" I was a little surprised. How could such a great, kind person be associated with Sebastian?
"The donation is real, but nobody knows what money they used for the donations." Hendrix looked at me, his eyes as dark as ink. "If our opponent is Baldrick, it won't be easier than dealing with Sebastian. So, at least on the surface, we can't make peace."
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