From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 347 This Person Isn't Very Bright Kelvin pulled his hand back. "I just want to see Molly, that's it. No other motives." "My mom's not someone you can just see whenever you feel like it." "She'll cto pick you up," Kelvin said, "Then I'll see her, right?" "I'll run away!" "Go ahead and try." Sam was bouncing around the room, almost setting off the fire alarm.

Kelvin just watched, letting him do his thing.

Eventually, Sam was sweaty but still couldn't find a way out.

"You're a bad guy!" "Did you remember the phone number?" "Even if I did, I wouldn't tell you!" Kelvin stayed calm. "That's fine. I've got tand other ways." Sam stood tall. "Your threats hold no sway over me. I am a man, and I will shield my mother, the best mother in the world. Bad guy!" He found a water gun and started spraying Kelvin with it-mixed with paint! Kelvin's suit turned all sorts of colors.

Timothy walked in just then.

"What's going on here?" he asked.

"Who's playing a gwith him?" they uttered in unison.

Timothy asked, "So, what is this?" "Defeat the bad guy!" Sam said, "Timothy, save me!" Sam threw the water gun and climbed onto Timothy.

If it were any other kid, Timothy would've tossed him out.

But this was Kelvin's son! He put up with it.

Timothy's pants soon had footprints all over them.

Sam clung to his neck. "Timothy, he's a bad guy. He wants to lockup. Takeaway and call the police!" "He's not a bad guy." "He is!" Timothy leaned in and whispered, "Actually, he's not all there." Sam's eyes widened. "He's got a mental illness?" "Yeah, you could say that," Timothy said, "Didn't you notice his young face but white hair?" Sam nodded. "His illness made his hair white?" "Yep. Don't worry, calm down. I'll get you out. Just don't make a fuss or tell anyone. Our little secret, okay?" "Okay." Timothy quietly reassured Sam.

Then Sam climbed down and sat on a sofa, no longer causing trouble.

Kelvin was surprised.

"What did you say to him?" he asked Timothy, "He suddenly becso obedient?" "Kids are like women. Just coax them a bit, and they're fine." "How do you coax them?" Timothy looked mysterious. "It's a secret. Can't share." Kelvin rubbed his temples. "With Molly's number unattainable, I just have to wait for Molly to cfind him now." Kelvin had taken Sam in front of many people, so someone would definitely inform Penelope.

Waiting was the only option now.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Cin." A waiter pushed in a cart loaded with snacks.

Three full layers.

The first layer had chips, cola, chocolate, and more.

The second layer had fried chicken, burgers, pizza, and steak.

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on nov L5sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! The third layer even had Mexican food! "Mr. Davis, your order is here," the waiter said respectfully, "Anything else you need?" "Get out." "Yes, sir. Call if you need anything." Sam's eyes nearly popped out at the sight of the cart.

It smelled amazing! The aroma of Mexican food mixed with pizza and fried chicken filled the room.

Sam kept swallowing his saliva.

His hunger gnawed at him, for he hadn't eaten since the competition began and had planned a big meal with Molly and the others, but now he was stuck here! So hungry and it smelled so good.

Sam stared at the cart, unable to look away.

"Want to eat?" Kelvin asked.

"Yes!" "Do you remember your mom's phone number?" Sam shook his head immediately. "I don't want to eat." Kelvin pointed to his mouth. "You're drooling." Sam wiped his mouth.

"All this is for you," Kelvin said, "Just givethe number, and you can eat." Sam's face showed conflict.

He wasn't afraid of threats, but he couldn't resist the food! His stomach growled, and the aroma kept wafting into his nose. He was about to give in! "Timothy," Sam's pitiful gaze met Timothy's, who responded by shielding his face.

He didn't expect Kelvin to pull this trick! Five minutes passed.

Ten minutes passed.

There was already a puddle of drool on the floor in front of Sam.

But he still stubbornly refused to give in.

He couldn't say it! Absolutely couldn't say it! Seeing his strong will, Kelvin picked up a knife and fork and slowly started eating in front of him.

"This fried chicken is great, crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, and juicy." "The steak is quite nice."

Kelvin ate slowly, chewing each bite, commenting, and even bringing it close to Sam's mouth for him to Lose smell. Usually, he wasn't into high-calorie foods and wouldn't touch them.

But today, to tempt Sam, he didn't care.

"Kelvin," Timothy couldn't stand it anymore. "Be decent." "Why don't you do it?" "Are you planning to keep this up with him?" "He's just a kid," Kelvin said, "Can't the two of us handle him?" Timothy rubbed his chin, thinking quickly.

Sam shouldn't be easily swayed by food.

He needed a plan to let Sam go but made it look like Sam escaped on his own.

This required careful planning.

Meanwhile, Ruby rushed back to the hospital.

"Penelope, something happened!" Ruby burst into the ward, flustered. "Sam was taken away!" Penelope had just put Lucy to sleep. Hearing this, her face turned pale. "What?" She instinctively thought of Kelvin! He suddenly appeared at the competition's main entrance. Could he have been after Sam?

"Who took Sam? Why did they take him?" Penelope asked@gently, m "Didn't you stop them?"

Ruby described, "It was a young man with white hair! He seemed to know Sam; were charting normally at they first. But then, something happened, and he suddenly picked Sam up and left!"