Chapter 834 This Bastard!
Francis bit his lip, lifted his gaze to meet his eyes, and responded coldly, "So I have my own plan for this matter. Whether it's the Valencia Group or Antonio, I hope you won't interfere anymore. Let me handle it myself."
Guadalupe smiled ambiguously, "Alright."
He leaned forward, his eyes seemingly brewing a massive vortex, wanting to suck Francis in, "I thought you were lying to me about wanting to take revenge on Antonio and reclaim the Valencia Group. I didn't expect you to actually keep your word this time. But, isn't this method a bit too weak?"
Francis felt suffocated by the oppressive aura emanating from him and couldn't help but turn his face away, "Don't worry, how could I dare lie to you? As for the method, this is just the beginning. You should trust me."
The two continued their conversation, oblivious to the fact that in the yard just a door away, Ryan had heard everything clearly!
He stared wide-eyed at Francis in the wheelchair and the obviously sinister Guadalupe beside him.
'Are they planning to harm Dad 's company?' Ryan thought.
Ryan was supposed to go to school today, but he felt a bit unwell in the morning, so he stayed home to rest.
Earlier, he was in his room and vaguely heard the sound of a wheelchair outside. Thinking Francis had returned, he immediately came out to check.
But Francis had no idea he was home and didn't think to say a few words to him, let alone take any precautions.
Ryan didn't expect to overhear this!
The words kept echoing in his mind, and he took a half step back in disbelief, accidentally stepping on a branch behind him, and making a slight noise.
The two at the door heard the sound and turned their heads simultaneously.
Francis was instantly alarmed. He instinctively moved his wheelchair back, creating some distance between himself and Guadalupe, and then saw that the person in the yard was his son, Ryan!
How could this be? Ryan didn't go to school today! He had been careless!
Francis's mind was flooded with panic, but the most intense emotion was that Guadalupe had seen Ryan!
Francis quickly glanced at the sharp-eyed Guadalupe beside him, feeling a sense of dread.
He hurriedly tried to calm himself down and then looked at the small figure of Ryan inside, saying, "Why are you home today? Don't run around alone, go back inside!"
Francis didn't want Ryan to have any contact with Guadalupe, preferably not even see him!
But Guadalupe seemed to know what he was thinking. He gave Francis a meaningful look, then turned his gaze to Ryan's small face. "What's the rush?"
With a smirk on his face, he walked over and opened the iron gate of the yard. Now, Ryan's appearance was fully reflected in Guadalupe's eyes.
He really did look a lot like Francis.
'This is the bastard that Lisa, that bitch, has managed to conceive by drugging Francis.' Guadalupe thought.
After a while, Guadalupe grinned, "Ryan, aren't you going to say hello to me? Hmm?"
Ryan mustered up the courage to look at him, "Hello."
Guadalupe sneered, his eyes narrowing, "Tell me, what did you hear just now?"
Francis stood not far behind, clearly feeling the dangerous aura emanating from Guadalupe.
Panic gradually spread in his heart, but he didn't dare move or do anything.
Ryan was also frightened by Guadalupe, but he was already a big kid, and growing up in the Valencia Family, he wasn't stupid.
He shook his head blankly, his big eyes full of confusion, "I don't know what you're asking about. I didn't hear anything."
Guadalupe's cold gaze fixed on him, "You really didn't hear anything?"
Ryan shook his head firmly again, then looked back, weakly calling out, "Dad," like any frightened child seeking comfort from a parent.
"Dad?" Guadalupe's cold gaze shifted from Francis to Ryan, his words squeezed out through gritted teeth.
"I didn't expect you two to acknowledge each other so quickly. Hmm?"
Ryan's heart tightened at these words, his hands clenching together, not understanding what this scary Guadalupe meant. What did it matter to him how quickly he and Francis acknowledged each other?
Francis watched Ryan's helpless expression, his heart feeling like it was being squeezed by a giant hand, making it hard to breathe.
But he knew better than anyone that Guadalupe was extremely possessive. If he found out how much he cared about Ryan, then Ryan would be in danger.
Francis held back his emotions for a long time before finally calming down, saying indifferently, "After all, I'm back. It's just a change of address."
His eyes were red, his skin looking even paler under the light. He then looked up at Ryan inside the iron gate, saying emotionlessly, "Ryan, don't run around alone at home. Go back inside."
His tone even carried a hint of impatience.
Ryan, being sensitive, noticed it.
He felt sad and confused, not understanding why Francis, who had been so good to him just a few days ago, had suddenly become so cold. Was it because of this Guadalupe?
Guadalupe's cold face clearly showed he was not to be messed with, so Ryan didn't dare ask more. He glanced at Francis with a hurt expression and ran back into the house.
The air suddenly became still, and Guadalupe didn't speak.
He stared intently at Francis, his deep eyes like a massive black hole.
Francis took a deep breath, took the initiative to grab his clothes, and said, "Guadalupe, let's go."
Guadalupe's expression softened slightly, but he still snorted coldly, "What? Not staying to accompany your son?"
Francis, having been by his side for so many years, knew exactly what to say to please him, "He has his own life to live. I can't leave your side. Can you help me with the wheelchair?"
After saying this, his hand gripping Guadalupe's clothes tightened, leaving a deep mark, while he kept telling himself in his heart. 'This is all temporary! It's all fake!'
For now, he really had no way to escape Guadalupe's side.
But one day, he would.
Guadalupe was indeed pleased by this, chuckling lowly as he turned and pushed Francis's wheelchair, "Hmm, you really can't leave me, and I won't allow you to leave."
Francis couldn't see Guadalupe's face behind him, but just hearing this, he could imagine the arrogance and dominance on his face, feeling completely in control.
His hand resting on his leg slowly clenched, veins bulging.
He would soon be rid of this demon Guadalupe!
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