The CEO’S Unplanned Heir novel (Aurelia and Leopold)
Chapter 300

Chapter 300

After dinner, Aurelia headed to the training ground.

It wasn't hard to acquire these skills, as long as you had the guts.

Whenever she thought of the enemy hurting her child, hatred surged like a mighty river, giving her the strength to be neither soft-hearted nor soft-handed.

She needed to become stronger as quickly as possible, only a strong mother could protect her child.

Russell arrived, his tech team had traced the IP address of the email. It was almost certain that the sender was a hacker named Dupal, probably hired by the enemy. Dupal had been arrested two days ago.

Arnold asked gravely, “Who arrested him?"

Aurelia took a sip of her milk, her brows slightly furrowed, “Their target is Leopold. They want to use the baby as leverage. If he doesn't respond, they might take desperate measures.”

That was her biggest fear.

Arnold pondered for a moment, “If they were just common criminals looking for ransom, they might harm the baby. But they definitely want more than money. Keeping Liam alive is more beneficial for them, since he's Leopold's child.”

This thought comforted Aurelia slightly.

If it were just about money, Leopold wouldn't refuse. What he never lacked was money. But t

hey wanted something Leopold could never give.

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She took a couple more sips of milk, then cautiously asked, “Did you know that Leopold was almost assassinated three years ago?”

A strange smile crossed Arnold's face, “How could I not know that? I was the prime suspect!”

“You wouldn't do that!" She shook her head, confident in her assertion.

Arnold stood up, walked over to the liquor cabinet, and poured a small glass of whiskey with a couple of ice cubes. Coming back, he smiled faintly, “You trust me that much?”

"Yes, I trust you.” She looked at him with wide, sincere eyes, “I believe that no matter what disputes you and Leopold may have, you wouldn't hurt him. After all, you two are blood-related brothers. Plus, you were with me in Willowbrook at the time!”

Arnold's hazel eyes glinted subtly under the lamplight, appearing incredibly deep.

He swirled the whiskey in his hand, speaking in a low voice, “Even if Leopold was gone back then, I couldn't have become the heir. My mother was already dead, and unless Jessica Stirling adopted me, I wouldn't have a claim. But why would she do that? If she were to adopt anyone, she would choose Fredric, the son she raised herself.”

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