A dozen soldiers swarmed in and the leader pointed at Jack as he shouted, “That’s the little bastard! That’s Adolf’s grandson. Get him!”
A few soldiers charged forward to capture Jack.
Jack was frightened and cried, “Why are you taking me? My grandfather is treating your eldest young miss now.”
Darryl noticed these soldiers were different from the soldiers guarding the city. When he heard what Jack said, he understood that those were the personal guards of the Damien family.
“Your grandfather? How dare you mention that old Adolf? He’s the reason our lady’s condition has worsened. Master Damien is furious; he’s ordered for you to be arrested and executed with your grandfather,” the lead guard sneered.
Jack was stunned and shook his head as he shouted, “You’re not making sense. My grandfather is the best doctor.”
However, the guards had not wasted any time as they took out a rope and were about to surround Jack.
Darryl, unable to stand it anymore, rushed over and protected Jack. “Hey! A dozen adults bullying a child, isn’t that a bit much?”
At that moment, a dozen guards stared at Darryl; none of them looked friendly.
“Who are you? Mind your business,” the lead guard scolded Darryl.
Darryl was about to speak, but Jack shouted first, “He’s my grandfather’s patient. He was about to die when I first found him. He has almost recovered after using my grandfather’s ointment.”
"Take him with us!" The lead guard waved his hands, still in shock.
Then, he and his men escorted Darryl and Jack to the Damien family. A few minutes later, they were taken to the family’s mansion.
Once they entered the gate, Darryl took a deep breath when he saw the mansion in front of him. He was completely stunned. The mansion was huge and was as large as two football fields. It had a garden built separately with flowers everywhere. It was quiet and serene.
When they arrived at the small, quiet courtyard in the back, they saw an elderly man tied up. The man was wearing a gown full of patches; it was Adolf.
Several guards stood around Adolf, staring fiercely at him. An old man sat quietly at the entrance of the courtyard, wearing a grand robe. He looked kind, but his eyes held a sense of coldness. That man was the head of the Damien family, Master Damien.
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