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While the pursuit of the armed individuals was going on, Edward had received a call from Seven and the other bodyguards about his sons.

Fortunately, they were able to evacuate from the building along with the other customers of the hotel. His children are safe - or at least, the two of them. Much to his trepidation, he also learned that the other bodyguards were still searching for his eldest son who happened to leave the room around midnight.

Damien was with Seven when he went out to buy some snacks, but on their way back, he suddenly disappeared from his side. At that exact time, the clamor erupted, and from then on, the search for him became a little difficult with all the rumpus that was going on.

'Yet why would my son disappear just like that? And his bodyguard didn't even notice? It couldn't be because someone took him away. Unless that person was insanely skilled in sneaking around people's backs, Seven would have sensed their presence right away,' Edward pondered heavily as he searched every hall and lounge that was near to their hotel room.

What was bad about this entire thing was that the place was close to the bar and casino - to where the shooting was taking place.

Knowing how heedful Damien is, he would surely go back and not stray to the danger zone. But for some reason, there was still no trace of him in any of the current safe locations in the building nor even outside of it, which must have meant that he most probably was somewhere out there.

Then, seconds turned into minutes, and minutes took what seemed like an eternity.

Eventually, Edward found Damien hiding in one of the lounges that was just outside of the bar.

He was crouching down under a table, looking all too calm despite the situation and how petrified he was feeling the entire time. As soon as his father found him, his composed facade broke at last. He was so relieved that he came running to his arms and embracing him - finally taking refuge.

"Damien, are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?" Edward asked his son while he caressed the back of his head in an attempt to comfort him.

"I'm fine," Damien murmured ever so softly, sounding too enervated.

"Come on, let's get out of here-"

"Dad, I saw them," he then suddenly said, much to his bafflement.

"Saw who?"

"I don't know why they're together, but I know they're not supposed to be. After all, he shouldn't be here."

"Damien, what are you talking about?"

"Ms. Sophie..."

At that point, Damien is starting to drift off to sleep. He was so exhausted that his drooping, heavy-lidded eyes are beginning to admit defeat, wanting to delve in his much-deserved slumber. Edward had seen him like this before, and it was when he used up all of his strength in thinking and staying emotionally stable even though he should've already been barely coping up.

Although Edward badly wanted to know what happened, he just let Damien rest and carry him in his arms as

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