Don't Try to Escape, My Wife! novel Chapter 1251

Samuel felt that this voice was somewhat familiar.

He turned around and saw a little boy in a small suit walking out.

Armand was also stunned when he saw Samuel and Nicole. The last time he saw Zoe in the park was when Samuel went to look for Zoe. He naturally knew Samuel was Zoe's father. Thus, the graceful woman standing beside Samuel must be Zoe's mother.

Why were they here?

If they were here, would Zoe also be here?

Armand immediately became excited.

"Mr. Green, why are you here?"

That the boy could clearly call out Samuel's surname surprised Nicole. She couldn't help but ask, "Who is this?"

"The brat who kidnapped our daughter in the park last time."

Armand's lips twitched when Samuel said this.

Why was Mr. Green so hostile to him?

Nicole quickly understood.

"You're Armand, right? I've heard about you from Zoe. Are you the one that played the violin?"

"Yes, Mrs. Green."

Armand's every move was refined. It was clear that he must be well-educated.

Nicole was satisfied with the boy.

"You are really good. I thought it was from an adult. Music took practice, you know."

Hearing Nicole's praise, Armand was somewhat happy, but he still said modestly, "Thank you. I just practice more than others."

"Our son-in-law can't be an artist."

With that, Samuel pulled Nicole away.

Armand was stunned.

What was wrong with artists?

"Mr. Green, is there any misunderstanding?"

Armand felt very nervous and hurriedly asked.

Last time, Samuel was not this hostile to him.

How could the young Armand understand why a father like Samuel was bad to a boy who wanted to woo his daughter?

"There's no misunderstanding. We are from a business family, and my son-in-law should be a business genius. Art is just an elegant thing for us, and we cannot live on it. Besides that, I will return the jade pendant you gave Zoe. I've always wanted to return it to you, but it's delayed because I can't find your exact location."

It was rare for Samuel to talk so much with a little boy. His words were also harsh.

Nicole felt Samuel's hostility to Armand.

She tugged at Samuel's sleeve and whispered, "It's impolite of you to talk to a child like this."

"I have no intention of being polite. Let's go."

With that, Samuel left with Nicole.

The old butler was so angry that he wanted to speak up for Armand, but Armand stopped him.

Armand was sorrowful now.

Was he hated by Samuel.

Was that also Zoe's attitude?

He could only watch Samuel and Nicole walking into the courtyard opposite him. Then he found something strange.

He clearly remembered that he had asked the family that lived in the house opposite him and the surname of them was Bush. But now he knew that Zoe actually lived there.

He missed Zoe just like that?

A trace of sadness flashed across Armand's beautiful eyes.

"Could you please find out where they're going? Book me the same ticket. I'm going with them."

Although Armand was small, he spoke with great confidence, which made the butler somewhat perplexed and embarrassed.

"Armand, the Piano Competition for Young Pianists is in a week. This is your exam for level six. If you don't go, your father..."

"You follow my father's words, but take mine for nothing?"

Armand raised his eyebrows, which put much pressure on the butler.

"No. If you do not go to the competition, your father will probably blame you. You know, your father is strict with you."

"I know that."

After finishing the sentence, Armand walked in, but he was somewhat reluctant to leave.

He wanted to spend more time with Zoe. He really wanted to stay with Zoe. This desire exceeded his obedience to his father and his love to music.

Everyone envied him for being born into a musical family. They all said that he was a musical genius, and that he would definitely be able to carry forward everything his parents had in the future.

His grandfather was a famous pianist. His father was a famous violinist. His mother was the leader of the National Opera Troupe, and even his brothers and sisters won lots of awards at a young age.

Armand was told from birth that music was their family's path of survival and inheritance. Whether he liked it or not, he had to learn the stave when he was able to remember things. It was the rule of the Jones family.

Nicole's face immediately turned red.

"Samuel, what are you doing?"

"Didn't you come here to avoid the kids? Don't you want to enjoy the romantic time with me?"

At the sight of Samuel's flirtatious gaze, Nicole felt embarrassed and her heart beat wildly.

"Nonsense. I don't think so."

What did the man think of her?

Nicole struggled, but she was hugged more tightly by Samuel.

"Honey, I got the wrong idea. But I want to enjoy the romantic time with you."

"No, Samuel, where are you putting your hands?"

Nicole cried out, and then her mouth was kissed by Samuel.

When she realized what happened, she was already on the bed.

Nicole was depressed, but she could not stop Samuel. She could only indulge what Samuel did to her.

At dawn, Fill had dispatched a private plane. A car directly took the children to the entrance of the courtyard.

The bright light illuminated Armand's window, causing him to suddenly open his eyes.

Armand sat up and leaned on the window to see Nicole and Samuel getting into a car and leaving. Armand quickly jumped out of bed and wanted the butler to follow Nicole and Samuel, but he found that the butler was gone.

The door to the house was locked, and the keys and electronic locks had apparently been changed.

Armand's expression immediately changed.

He knew that the butler had said something to his father. He was afraid that his whereabouts would be monitored.

Armand's beautiful eyebrows were tightly knitted. He was thoughtful right now.

Zoe yawned as she looked at Nicole who was carried into the car by Samuel. She couldn't help but say to Joseph, "Joseph, I want a hug, too."

As she spoke, she stretched out her arms and pounced towards Joseph.

Joseph hurriedly caught her and covered a coat on her shoulder.

"I'll wake you up when we arrive at the airport."

"Okay."

Zoe nodded and fell asleep again.

The car ran forward quickly, because there were very few cars on the road at this time of the morning. However, when they were about to arrive at the airport, the driver suddenly whispered, "Mr. Green, there seems to be a car following us."