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Wilfred received a message late at night. By the time he dispatched help, Mr. Bailey was laying in a pool of blood like he was dead, drenched in rain for half the night.
The Baileys' Manor was in chaos.
When Leo woke up in the morning, he hadn't seen Momom for a few days and felt quite aggrieved. Suddenly, he found that his turmeric-colored scarf was missing as well. The little boy, upset, searched a large area before running into his daddy's room.
Wayne Bailey was lying against the big pillow, his eyes empty, his complexion pale...
The turmeric colored scarf was wrapped around his neck.
"Daddy, that scarf is baby's," Leo complained.
"Young Master, Mr. Bailey is sick, don't disturb his rest," said Wilfred, who had sat by the bed all night, worriedly.
"But... that really is baby's!" Leo dashed to the side of the bed, was picked up by a servant and carried away, making him so mad he went berserk.