With a slight smile tugging at his lips, just as Paul Walyon was about to hang up the phone, he suddenly said, "Dad, thank you."

Just this single sentence, only four words, but it instantly made Paul Walyon’s eyes redden.

If, before, he only suspected Watt Bennet’s identity, now, this word "Dad" confirmed everything without a doubt.

His son was truly still in this world!

He survived such a severe accident!

Paul Walyon couldn’t imagine what Watt had gone through in that accident, his heart ached unbearably.

However, just being able to wait for him to return safely, for parents, that was enough.

"Adrian, Dad doesn’t blame you for hiding this. Your matters, Dad won’t reveal to anyone. Just follow your plan well, knowing it’s you is enough for Dad. I’m so happy..." He spoke with some excitement, and as he spoke, he couldn’t help but secretly wipe his eyes.

At this age, he hadn’t shed tears since he was a child, yet now, unexpectedly, he had this urge because of his son.

That rascal!

Watt Bennet was silent for a while after his words, then seriously instructed, "Dad, you have to take care of yourself. Don’t get involved in any business matters at home. Every day, just like now, have tea, play chess, chat with friends, okay?"

"Mm, mm," Paul Walyon repeatedly nodded.

"Alright, I’m hanging up. There’s still no news of Summer." Watt took a deep breath and hung up the phone.

Paul Walyon still held onto the phone, reluctant to miss even the end-of-call beeping sound after he ended the call.

The purpose of Watt’s deliberate reminder just now, he could actually guess.

He’s probably not at ease with Bryce Walyon’s family, right?

Though Paul Walyon hadn’t managed any family affairs all these years, he’d always been a very insightful person.

In his heart, he was clear about everything...

...

After Watt hung up the phone, he sat quietly in the living room waiting for his assistant’s call.

The people sent out had been searching for a day, and he himself had been looking for a long time, yet there was still no sign of Summer Sutton.

He really couldn’t fathom where Ryan Walyon might have taken Summer Sutton.

At this point, he was even thinking, if Ryan Walyon refuses to let Summer Sutton go, what should he do?

The more Watt thought about it, the more his head hurt, and the more irritable he felt.

Sifting through his phone, he kept calling his subordinates again and again, "Search every hotel, don’t miss a single one!"

"Yes, Young Master."

...

After finishing her meal, Summer Sutton stood on the balcony, staring at the street view below.

After Ryan Walyon arrived, they finished dinner together, and he didn’t leave afterwards.

Summer Sutton stood on the balcony until eleven o’clock, glanced sideways to see him still in the room, and her heart suddenly felt a bit uneasy.

Ryan Walyon seemed to notice her thoughts and casually said, "Don’t worry, my room is next door."

This reassured Summer Sutton a little.

"Not sleeping yet?" she probed, asking.

"After I leave, you won’t leave, right?" Ryan Walyon slowly walked towards her, bent his face down, and asked seriously.

"No," Summer Sutton gave him a definite answer.

On such a high floor, the room door could be locked from the outside, even if she wanted to leave, she couldn’t.

Ryan Walyon seemed satisfied with her answer, nodded, turned, and walked out of the room.