"Delicious, I didn’t expect Marcus to be able to grow strawberries, he’s amazing. I’m sure plenty of girls will like him in the future." Marcus raised his head, pride all over his face. "Of course, I’ve already invited Chloe over to my house. She should be here soon so she can try my strawberries." Eleanor Hollis heard there was a guest coming today and reached out to stroke Marcus’s head. It’s good for the child to have a friend, so he won’t feel lonely. At noon, Chloe and Jane Shaw indeed came over. They hadn’t seen each other for a long time. Jane had gained a little weight recently, happiness shining in her eyes. "You and Simon Quinn..." Earlier, she’d heard the two had a terrible argument, but now it seemed they’d reconciled. "He’s at home doing the dishes. Chloe and I came right after lunch." Eleanor Hollis nodded, thinking Simon had finally met his match. "Big brother Marcus, where are the strawberries you mentioned?" As soon as Chloe arrived, she grabbed Marcus and asked. Marcus hurriedly took her hand and led her to the backyard. The two little kids squatted on the ground, staring dazedly at rows of strawberries. "Big brother Marcus, you’re amazing. I planted strawberries too, but they all died." Marcus proudly lifted his head, picked a strawberry, washed it by the faucet, and held it up to Chloe’s mouth. "Try it, my mom said it’s sweet." Without a doubt, Chloe took the strawberry and stuffed it into her mouth. A sourness spread instantly, tears welling up but she somehow held them back. "Big brother Marcus, it’s really delicious." "If it’s good, eat more. I’ve planted a lot." Marcus enthusiastically picked over a dozen more, washed them, and handed them to Chloe. Feeling her teeth ache, Chloe ran to the two adults inside the house. "I’m giving some to my mommy." Latest content publıshed on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝓷𝓮𝓽 Jane Shaw was chatting with Eleanor Hollis when she saw the two kids rush in, a handful of strawberries thrust into her hands. Seeing the strawberries, Eleanor’s mouth puckered at the thought of their sourness, wondering how Marcus managed to grow such sour fruits. She picked one up and teasingly handed it to Marcus. "Marcus, you’ve worked hard growing these strawberries. Here, have one." Marcus saw his mother’s smile and took a bite sweetly. In the next second, his expression changed, tears of sourness streaming down. Eleanor Hollis burst into laughter, quickly fetching some warm water. "Mommy, are the ones I fed you this sour too? How did you manage to eat them?" "Because they were grown by you, Marcus. Now, drink some water." Everyone’s faces were filled with joy until Simon came to take mother and child home. "Mommy, can I go out to buy some strawberries?" He had already told his dad he’d share the strawberries he’d grown himself, but they were too sour, and he felt embarrassed to give them to his father, so he thought it best to buy some and then tell his father he grew them. Eleanor Hollis had seen through his little trick and wanted to accompany him. But Marcus insisted otherwise, perhaps finding the act too shameful. Not confident about letting him go alone, Eleanor Hollis instructed the driver to follow Marcus closely so he wouldn’t get lost. After Marcus left, she collected the strawberries from the table, unwilling to throw them away, as they were his heartfelt effort. An hour passed, and Marcus still hadn’t returned from buying strawberries. She called Marcus, but no one answered. Eleanor Hollis stood up and called the driver, but there was still no response. Feeling anxious, she immediately informed Hugo Quinn about the situation. "Eleanor, don’t worry, my people are already out searching." Hugo’s people soon discovered the vehicle driven by the driver but found no one inside nor signs of any struggle. He ordered the supermarket surveillance to be extracted, noticing that Marcus and the driver had entered together, but hadn’t left. His brows furrowed deeper, instructing the supermarket to retrieve all footage of them. "President Quinn, this is all the footage, but there was no interaction with the young master. I believe those people must have avoided the cameras." The manager’s words had just finished when Lan Yancy rushed in, reporting the driver’s unconscious discovery. "Seal all Serenford’s exits and retrieve all surveillance around the supermarket!" Hugo Quinn spoke as he rushed towards the direction where the driver was found. The driver was stuffed into a storage room, unharmed. Upon waking, the driver rubbed his eyes, seemingly recognizing the gravity of the situation just now. "I was about to follow the young master when someone covered my nose from behind. I didn’t see what they looked like." Hugo nodded, instructing the driver to be sent home. Ten minutes later, all supermarket surrounding surveillance was retrieved. Hugo thought clearly, since they took Marcus, they must have used a car, otherwise, carrying such a big child would draw suspicion. Yet, after checking all vehicles, he didn’t find any suspicious ones. "Rewind ten seconds!" Eleanor Hollis suddenly spoke, her face serious. The staff quickly reversed the footage ten seconds. Eleanor’s pupils contracted, pointing at one of the taxis. "Darling, don’t you find this car suspicious? In ordinary taxis, we can see everything inside from outside, but this car has obviously been modified with one-way glass, we can’t see inside." Most taxis use two-way glass, this one is clearly questionable. Hugo gave Eleanor a nod of praise, a subtle smile on his lips. "Indeed, I overlooked this. Lan Yancy, locate that vehicle." Lan Yancy nodded vigorously, immediately dispatching everyone to track the car and notifying the command center that, upon sighting the vehicle, all local police should intercept it. The mastermind thought he was foolproof, but unexpectedly, the car was stopped not long after it drove out. Several officers opened the car door, dragging the driver out. Sweat poured down the man’s face, watching as the officers approached the back seat. "Person located, ah!!" Just as the officer intended to lift Marcus out, he was struck hard in the back of the head and instantly fell unconscious. The man’s skills were impressive, swiftly overcoming the police. He took out his phone and made a call. "The car’s been exposed, send someone to pick me up quickly." A few minutes later, another black car stopped beside him, thinking it was his pickup, only to see Hugo Quinn step out. The man’s pupils constricted, hurriedly grabbing Marcus, holding a knife to his throat. "Stand still! Don’t come closer!" Hugo Quinn stopped instantly, while his people dared not move recklessly.