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Giselle widened her eyes in horror.

"No, no, you can't take him away, please."

Ignoring the pain in her neck, she clasped Carr's pants when he walked past her.

"What did you say?"

Carr lowered his head and stared at Giselle's imploring gesture with his cold gaze deeply.

"Please, don't take Randolph away. Randolph is all I have. I can't live without him."

Giselle could not lose Randolph. For the past three years, Randolph's existence had soothed all her fatigue every time she went home.

Randolph was her life.

"Beg for mercy? Giselle, you don't deserve it."

Carr glared at Giselle, his eyes full of anger.

Giselle endured the difficulty of breathing and the pain in her heart. She raised her head and begged in a hoarse voice, "Randolph can't leave me."

"Nor can I. I've already promised all your requirements. Why are you to snatch Randolph from me now?"

"Snatch?" Carr sneered as he had heard something ridiculous.

"I'll take my son away. It's not a snatch."

"Don't you have someone beloved? You can give birth to the fruit of your love with her. Don't take my Randolph away."

Giselle raised her head and suffered from Carr's heartless words. She looked at Carr's handsome face, but his smile made her shiver.

"Besides, you have no right to take Randolph away. Grandma won't agree."

Giselle suddenly looked into his eyes, which were covered by his broken hair.

She was familiar with the light in his eyes, which made her heart skip a beat. He seemed to hear nothing and stood still.

But Giselle knew it was like the hush before a tempest.

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But Giselle was wrong.

Carr was more than a wild card.

He did not directly shake off Giselle's hand, but slowly squatted down and stared at Giselle.

The low and hoarse voice sounded in Giselle's ear.

Different from the harsh tone, his voice now was deep and sexy, full of seduction.

He gently stroked her face with the hands that almost strangled her.

"Are you threatening me?"

Giselle was more scared, especially when she saw Carr's weird smile.

"No, no, I beg you not to take Randolph away. I beg for mercy."

"Giselle, now that you care so much about Randolph, I must take him away."

"What do you mean?"

A terrible idea emerged in her mind.

He determined to take Randolph away because he wanted to snatch her cherished one.

"You abandoned Randolph three years ago, and now you have no right to take him away from me." Giselle refuted.

"Giselle, if Randolph knew his mother had made love with me like a whore, what would he feel like?"

Giselle was full of astonishment and anger. She had already made herself humble enough, but why did Carr still refuse to let her go?

"Letting you give birth for me is an insult to my bloodline."

Hearing this, Giselle opened her mouth to bite Carr's big hand that was constantly stroking her mouth.

At the sight of this, Carr was slightly dumbfounded for a moment, not pulling out his hand. Instead, he looked at her with a gloomy face.

After a long time, he said, "Oh, you are really a bitch to bite me. I'm afraid Randolph at your side will be impacted by your madness."

Carr stood up abruptly and kicked Giselle away. It was as if he had gotten away from the garbage stuck to him.

Giselle felt even more uncomfortable with this. She would not allow Carr to take Randolph away from her.

However, before she could reach out to grab Carr's clothes, she saw him suddenly turn around and glare at her so coldly that she did not act in haste.

"Giselle, no one can stop me from doing what I want to do."

After that, he strode towards Randolph's ward.

Giselle fell to the ground without any reaction for a long time. She didn't know why Carr wanted to take Randolph away out of the blue.

In a daze, the phone in Giselle's pocket suddenly rang.

She woke up from her thoughts and took out her phone in a panic, not seeing who was calling.

"Don't let me see you again today, or you'll never see Randolph!"

Hearing this, Giselle only felt cold from the inside out, with her heart trembling.

The sound of phone rings could be heard.

All the way, there was only a cold voice in a busy tone coming from the phone at the moment.

Giselle did not dare to doubt the credibility of Carr's words at all. As he said, no one could stop what he wanted to do, not even his mother!

So, she staggered to her feet from the cold ground.

In a trance, she didn't know where she was going. If she went back to the Residence of the Jackson family, Senior Mrs. Jackson would get to the bottom of what happened. She didn't want to go back home either.

Thinking for a while, she realized that the only place that could accommodate her at this time was her studio.

When Carr stood by the window upstairs and saw the lonely figure of Giselle when she left, his forehead furrowed

Ten minutes later, Algernon stood behind Carr, nodded respectfully, and said, "Mr. Jackson, Miss Lewis went to her studio and didn't go back to the Residence."

A trace of surprise flashed in Carr's eyes when he heard this.

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"Mr. Jackson, everything that happened to Miss Lewis in the past three years has been sent to your email."

"Besides, I don't know if I should say something or not."

A pair of old-fashioned and black-rimmed glasses was on Algernon's handsome face, with his brown eyes filled with ulterior motives.

"Go ahead," Carr said coldly with his back to Algernon.

"From what I've learned, Miss Lewis is not a vain woman, but..."

"Mr. Terry, do you have nothing to do?"