Chapter 408: Chapter 408: You are just a heartless bastard.
But Evelyn Curtis had never been pregnant. If this child was really his, where might he have come from?
Justin Battleson was at a loss, he only thought this child might be joking.
There are many who may look alike in this world.
"Kid, you indeed look a lot like me, but I’ve never had a child."
Justin Battleson said that because he wanted to understand the situation. Right now, his mind was in turmoil, totally unable to sort his thoughts.
However, he felt that this child held the answers he sought, like a kite’s string, gradually leading him towards the truth.
"No child?" Cyrus Thompson let out a cold laugh, and clenched his fist tightly.
He lifted his head, his youthful face hardened, his eyes full of irony.
"Alright then, you tell me who your mother is, and why you want to find me."
Justin Battleson was stung by Cyrus’ gaze, instinctively softening his tone, filled with a spirit of compromise.
He looked at the boy in front of him, trying to find the answer he wanted in his eyes.
But Cyrus didn’t want to speak, he suddenly felt ridiculous.
What was the purpose of coming to see Justin Battleson? For a moment, even he was unsure.
Justin Battleson noticed the boy’s resistance, he hooked the corner of his lips, his eyes more probing, softly pushing for the truth.
"You came to find me because you think we look alike, so you thought I might be your father?"
The words had just left his mouth when Cyrus quickly lifted his head, looking at Justin Battleson in surprise.
He was a precocious teenager, unlike Justin Battleson, who understood many things after many years of hardships, and was adept at reading people.
Now, the words of Justin Battleson struck Cyrus’ heart, allowing Justin Battleson to feel he had found a breakthrough.
"Did I hit the mark?" Justin Battleson’s thin lips curled, his face full of deep implications, his eyes profound, his tone even more beguiling, taking Cyrus off guard.
"You are nothing but a callous bastard."
Cyrus spat out these words fiercely and pushed Justin Battleson away.
Justin Battleson, unprepared for this, instinctively leaned back.
Michael Richard, not far away, immediately took a large step forward and steadied Justin Battleson.
Cyrus expertly dodged the pursuit of several people behind him.
His visit today was well prepared, and he would not have taken such a risk if he simply wanted to see Justin Battleson again.
Cyrus was hiding behind a large pillar in the square, watching the bodyguards chasing someone similar to him dressed the same way running towards the other side.
Only then did Cyrus slowly come out, looking at the image of Justin Battleson sent by a drone.
Justin Battleson arranged for Michael Richard by his side to investigate this matter and insisted on finding the boy just now.
Listening to their conversation, Cyrus couldn’t help but sneer.
So desperate to find him, what could be the reason?
The scorching midday light bathed the entire square with heat. Cyrus, dressed in a white long-sleeved shirt, adeptly put on a baseball cap, discarded the clothes he had been wearing on the ground, and left.
The bodyguards chased the figure around the square for three full rounds before they finally caught him.
The bodyguard pulled the child over, and upon closer inspection, discovered it wasn’t the same boy.
"Who are you? Who told you to run?"