Chapter 1150:

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Caleb’s POV:

Caleb sensed my restlessness and held my hand firmly to stop me.

He spoke with an edge of nervousness. “Don’t act impulsively. Let’s stay calm and wait.”

Tears welled up in my eyes; I longed to embrace my child, yet I knew Caleb was right. We couldn’t let Cory discover we were watching Alexandria.

Despite this, my eyes locked onto Dylan the moment I saw him. Fear gripped me that he might vanish again, so I watched him intently. He seemed to sense my stare and turned his head, looking towards a car parked by the road. Cory, who was by Dylan’s side, picked up on his shift in attention and approached our car cautiously.

Fortunately, Caleb’s car, with its specially tinted windows, kept us hidden from view.

As Cory drew nearer, my anxiety spiked.

He raised his hand, seemingly about to knock on the window, but Alexandria’s sudden appearance from the house stopped him.

Cory looked surprised to see her.

Before Cory could react, Alexandria snatched Dylan from him with a stern expression and snapped, “What took you so long? I’ve been waiting forever!” Cory, taken aback, stammered an apology. “I’m sorry. It’s all my fault. Please, don’t be upset. What’s your plan now? I’m here to help.”

With a dismissive glance, Alexandria rebuked him. “Shut up. Don’t ask questions you shouldn’t.”

With that, she led Dylan towards the other side of the car, planning to hand him over to me and Caleb safely.

My heart raced with excitement, nearly leaping from my chest as I prepared to open the door. Just then, Mae, who had been quiet until now, suddenly reached out and blocked Alexandria and Dylan’s path. Mae asked sharply, “Where are you taking the child?”

At that, I tensed immediately. My jaw clenched so tightly I thought my teeth might crack. I was on the verge of flinging the door open and grabbing Dylan myself, but Caleb held me firmly around the waist, immobilizing me.

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I squirmed in his grasp, desperate to break free, but Caleb’s hold was unyielding. Tears welled up in my eyes from the frustration and anxiety. Caleb whispered in my ear, “I know you’re worried about Dylan, but you mustn’t act rashly. If you confront Cory and Mae now, it could provoke them. If they sense their plan is failing and become desperate, they might harm Dylan in a last-ditch effort.”

Although I knew Caleb was right, the thought of watching harm come to Dylan was unbearable. The notion that he could be whisked away by these people right before my eyes was too much to bear.

Caleb soothed me, his hand gently patting my back. “Don’t worry. We have bodyguards positioned nearby. If they try anything, they won’t last a second. I’ve held them back to avoid alarming Dylan.” His reassurances gradually eased my panic.

I took a deep breath, nodded, and managed a tearful whisper, “Okay, I’ll stay calm. I trust you. Dylan will be safe.”

Outside the car window, Alexandria brushed off Mae’s arm and barked disdainfully, “Move aside. How dare a mere servant lay hands on me? You’re out of line.”

Mae’s face flushed with anger at the insult.

Yet, before Mae could respond, Alexandria fixed Cory with a commanding look, compelling him to step in front of Mae and block her.

With a scornful laugh, Alexandria arrogantly led Dylan around to the other side of the car.

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