Having learned who had taken Eduardo, Inzaghi and Huang Kaiwen became even more uneasy.
As wealthy men, they had seen what those people were like beyond the image they promoted.
Their good reputations were all fucking fabricated.
You could say they were terrorists, and they were also the ones with the fewest scruples. They were ten thousand times filthier than the filthiest things in the world, capable of anything.
Fortunately, Eduardo was only a little more mature than the average child. He was not some genius like Sheldon.
Otherwise, he would definitely have been tortured.
"Calm down, Filippo."
Seeing Inzaghi pacing back and forth, even Huang Kaiwen was starting to get irritated.
"How am I supposed to calm down? What if Eduardo runs into someone who likes little boys? That isn't exclusive to priests, is it?" Inzaghi growled.
By then, he deeply regretted not keeping a better eye on his son.
If anything happened to Eduardo, he did not know how he would go on living.
"I understand, but this isn't helping."
Huang Kaiwen casually turned on the television, only to find a Scotland Yard news report from London. Apparently, a cat had frequently snuck into their archives, and this time it had somehow turned on a faucet, causing economic losses of more than five hundred thousand pounds.
A few minutes later, they heard a car pulling up.
Huang Kaiwen and Inzaghi rushed downstairs one after the other.
"Peter!"
Huang Kaiwen warmly greeted him.
London Police Commissioner Peter Oddo was somewhat surprised, but he still embraced Huang Kaiwen.
"Kevin, are you filming a movie? When I saw your bodyguard come to find me disguised like that, I deliberately didn't take an official car. What exactly is going on?"
Peter Oddo asked with a smile.
Everything that had happened was so