Philip quickly reacted, realizing that Chantelle Bently wasn't a name Daniel wanted to hear.
Still, Philip couldn't help but be drawn to her beauty.
Without looking at the boy in his arms, he handed him to Daniel and said, "I'm sorry. It must have been a mistake. You just look like a friend of mine. I'm Philip. Please don't get the wrong idea; this isn't my son. I'm still single and make a seven-figure salary every month. How about we become friends?"
At that moment, Kane realized how popular his mother was.
Everyone who saw her seemed to be immediately charmed by her looks.
Even though his Uncle Philip wasn't the sharpest, Kane could tell he was the kind of person who was gentle and caring. Someone Kane could get a huge support one day.
Philip might not be able to compete with the big shots from overseas, but as long as his mother liked him, Kane would support them being together.
With this thought in his mind, Kane started winking at his mother.
Standing off to the side and completely ignored by everyone, Daniel's face twisted in anger.
He shot Philip a deadly glare and shouted, "Do you have a death wish, Philip?"
Kane, in Daniel's arms, could feel the intense anger around him.
For a moment, he was too scared to even breathe.
"You have 10 seconds to follow me! Or else, say goodbye to your job with the Wilson Family!" Daniel threatened him.
A seven-figure monthly salary?!
What a garbage talk?!
Daniel could easily strip that arrogant fool of everything if he wanted to!
Scared, Philip quickly ran after Daniel.
He might be willing to risk his life, but he wasn't willing to lose his job.
Despite everything, Philip felt satisfied. At least he had gotten Chantelle's contact number.
After dealing with the two men, Chantelle turned and went back into the hospital room.
She knew Philip was the Wilson Family's doctor, so it didn't make sense for him to be at the hospital for an examination.
It was clearly just a way for Daniel to confront her and cause trouble.
Still, she made a call to Calvin.
"Find out why Daniel brought Kane to the hospital. Did they discover anything?"
She knew every detail of the brat's medical record, as she had him checked a few days ago.
As far as she was concerned, Kane was in perfect health.
It wasn't long before Calvin returned with his report.
"Mr. Wilson suspected that Kane might have ADHD, so they had him examined! Apparently, Kane drew a giant tortoise on Daniel's face. Who else would dare to do that if not Kane?"
Chantelle could only cover her face in disbelief after hearing that.
"Oh, and they also did a DNA test!"
Chantelle's expression turned gloomy.
Daniel was definitely not someone to be underestimated.
Fortunately, since Kane was his flesh and blood, this mystery would likely keep them busy for a while.
She was about to text Kane with some further instructions, but when she looked up, she saw that the little boy on the bed had woken up.
Railer's face was covered in bandages, and he was staring at Chantelle with his big, dark, sparkling eyes.
Tears were welling up in his eyes as fear, anxiety, and other emotions swirled in his mind.
His little mouth remained shut as he bit his lower lip tightly, unwilling to speak.
"Are you awake, Rai? How do you feel? Are you in pain?"
When Railer heard Chantelle's voice, a small spark appeared in his eyes, but he quickly closed them again, trying to brace himself.
"Don't worry, Rai. I'm not here to hurt you. Trust me, with me around, no one will bully you anymore. Okay?"
At the sound of her warm, comforting words, the boy opened his eyes once more.
His tiny eyes soon filled with tears, but he stubbornly held them back, refusing to cry.
He recognized this voice. It was the warm, motherly voice he had heard before he lost consciousness.
This was the lady who had saved him!
If it hadn't been for her, he would have died at Kate's hands.
Seeing how cautious Railer was, Chantelle's heart suddenly ached. It hurt so much that it felt hard to breathe.
"It's okay, we can take it slow. I'll take you for an examination first. If everything's fine, I'll take you home!"
When Railer heard the word "home," his hand trembled in hers.
Railer only felt relieved once Chantelle explained they were going to her house, not the Wilson residence.
Chantelle couldn't even imagine what her son had gone through with the Wilson Family.
All she could do in that moment was hold Railer's hand tightly, trying to give him some comfort.
Seeing her son in this condition, Chantelle was ready to do anything to protect and avenge him, no matter the cost.
Since Daniel had started suspecting something was wrong, Chantelle knew he wouldn't let her go easily.
Now that Rai was awake, and if the father and son met, Daniel would definitely figure things out.
It's necessary for her to leave the hospital with Railer right away.
Without wasting any time, Chantelle called Russell for a thorough check-up on Railer.
Luckily, it seemed like Rai was recovering well, and his wounds hadn't worsened.
After the call, Chantelle let out a sigh of relief after feeling drained for a few days.
She quickly instructed Calvin to arrange everything for them to move to a safer location.
At the Bently residence, Kate had just finished hearing Allen's report.
Shaking angrily, she slammed everything in front of her onto the floor.
"How dare they do this, kicking someone when they're down!"
"Please calm down, Ms. Kate. The gossip is still trending even after we tried to stop it. Someone is definitely causing trouble behind the scenes. They're so good at covering their tracks that we can't find anything about them. With the charity dinner coming up, the best we can do is throw money at the problem until it goes away!"
"Of course, I know the charity dinner is coming!" Kate yelled, her face twisted with anger. "If I don't attend that event, the gossip will only get worse, and it'll stain my reputation forever!"
She had to go to the charity dinner to prove the gossip was false.
And the price to stop the gossip was a huge 500,000 dollars!
Her bank account would be drained by then!
Who was the person who knew her secrets and dared to ruin her life?