One second. Two seconds.
The figure outside the door froze in shock before snapping out of it and bolting down the hall.
Lizetta was just as stunned, but she recovered quickly, throwing the door open and yelling in anger.
"Stop right there! Grab him!"
The boy instinctively tried to run faster, but Lizetta shot a glare at the security team stationed in the corridor.
These were Remington's men, and he had obviously given them strict orders to follow her commands.
The two guards exchanged a quick glance before lunging forward and blocking his path.
The boy, securely grabbed by one of the guards, struggled frantically.
"Let me go! Get off me!"
Lizetta marched over and smacked him lightly on the back of the head.
"Joseph Dashiell! What the hell do you think you're doing? Why did you run the second you saw me?"
The smack acted like an off-switch.
One second, the little wolf cub was baring his teeth and snarling at the guards; the next, he went entirely still, his head drooping like a puppy that knew it had done something terrible.
Lizetta signaled the guards to release him. They let Joseph go and stepped back to their posts.
Lizetta stared at Joseph, a mix of shock and genuine joy washing over her.
She hadn't seen him in over six months. She was truly thrilled.
The kid had grown like a weed. The last time she saw him, he had been tall and scrawny, but he only reached her chin.
Now, he was just as tall as her. By tilting her head slightly, she was staring straight into his slightly red-rimmed eyes.
"Why are you crying? It's only been six months. Have you forgotten how to greet me?"
Lizetta reached out and affectionately patted the boy's shoulder.

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