Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 5075

As they neared the shore, Ambrose was about to rush over.

"Stand right there!"

Yet they had barely gotten two steps further when Forsythe called out coldly, "Bring me the Young Master."

As he spoke, Forsythe glanced at the child in Neil's arms.

Whew!

Ambrose took a deep breath, speaking in a firm tone. "My rules here. Let Heather go, and I'll give you the baby when she gets off the boat."

He was saying the words, but Ambrose's gaze never left Heather the entire time, unable to hide his urgency.

'Motherf*cker!'

Seeing as he was still trying to bargain at a time like this, Forsythe could hardly contain his anger. "Don't you think you can do whatever you want just because you're the Master of the Elysium Gate. I'm telling you now, I'll make sure you never see another day of peace if anything happens to my Young Master."

"Hand me the child, now."

As Forsythe said the words, his chest thumped with nerves. This was because he saw that the child was bawling and wailing in Neil's arms.

Ho ho…

At the words, Ambrose scoffed coldly. "No way. Let Heather go, or nothing." He had finally gotten to see Heather after breaking into the Dragon King Palace twice, and neither time had been easy. He had to make sure his plan was foolproof.

Forsythe was about to explode with anger. Yet he cooperated in the very end and brought Heather down the boat.

"Ambrose!"

Just then, Ambrose rushed forward, pulling Heather into his arms.

Following that, Ambrose nodded toward Neil. "Give him the baby."

Neil called out in response, striding towards the boat with the baby in his arms.

Yet just then, Neil had only walked a couple of steps when an ear-splitting rumble sounded from the heavens as clouds began to gather and the sky darkened.

Whoosh…

A huge breeze swept across the originally peaceful ocean!

Crap. A storm was about to come.

At the sight, both Heather and Forsythe stopped smiling. As one of them was a pirate and the other the princess of the Sea Mackie Clan, both of them had lived most of their lives at sea and knew enough about its mannerisms.

Motherf*cker!