My Love Until the Last Goodbye (Mary and Maximus) novel Chapter 737

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Chapter 0737 

Chapter 0737 

At the airport, Alden and the children were escorted by a driver and a team of guards. A private jet was already waiting for them, prepared to take them anywhere they wanted. 

As they boarded, Alden found bags of clean clothes, hot food, and blankets ready for them. Once the children were fed, cleaned up, and settled, Alden finally allowed himself a moment to breathe. He decided to use the phone he’d taken from the man he’d killed to call Frank Levett. But before he could dial, the phone started ringing–almost as If Frank had anticipated the call. Alden hesitated but picked up on the tenth ring. 

“Surprise!” Alden said coldly. “You’d better find the best filing spot you can, Frank Levett, because it won’t be me coming after you. Marcus Bartz’s already on your trail and has you squarely in his sights–especially now that the kids are with me.” 

Without waiting for a reply, Alden hung up and tossed the phone into a bucket of water. Now that the loose end was dealt with, he instructed the pilot to take off. Their destination: the United Arab Emirates, where the children would be safe while Alden left the next steps to Marcus. He knew that, in Marcus’s hands, things would spiral into chaos for Frank–and that’s exactly what Frank deserved. 

As the plane soared into the sky, Alden mulled over his next move. After a long pause, he dialed Marcus Bartz directly. On the other end, Marcus was in the middle of torturing Frank Levett Sr., forcing him to listen to the recorded screams of Lucia’s suffering. When he saw Alden’s name flash on his phone, Marcus stormed out of the room and answered. 

“Alden! Where are you?” 

“Marcus, I have the kids. I’m taking them somewhere safe. John wants to talk to you.” 

Hearing this, John jumped up, rushing to take the phone. 

“Daddy! Daddy! I’m okay! Come get me! I miss you! Please, come get me!” John sobbed into the phone. 

“John… my boy,” Marcus said, his voice breaking as relief flooded through him. “My son, I love you! I love you so much! I miss you! Did they hurt you? Are you okay?” 

“Daddy, I’m okay! They didn’t hurt me. Maurice got hit, but Alden saved us! He’s with us now, and we’re on a plane.‘ 

“Dearest, tell me where you are, and I’ll come to you. 

“I don’t know, Daddy! Alden said we’re going to a safe place.” 

“John, give the phone to Alden. I need to talk to him.” 

“Okay, Daddy, but please come for me. I miss you so, so much… Daddy…” 

Alden took the phone back. “Marcus, I’m taking the kids to a secure location. You know what you need to do. As long as Frank and his people are alive, our children will never be safe. My father’s plan is about to come together, but for now, I’m taking your son with me. Take care.” 

“Alden! Alden Pietrovich Palmer! Damn you!” Marcus yelled, his frustration boiling over. 

He was on the verge of throwing his phone but stopped himself. Seething, he stormed back into the room where Frank was tied up. Without a second thought, Marcus grabbed a steel pipe and slammed it into Frank’s stomach. The older man doubled over, coughing blood but unable to make a sound. 

“You… You bastard,” Marcus growled. “You and your disgusting family are a cancer. You’ll do what I say, or I swear your death will be as agonizing as your daughter–in–law’s.” 

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Leaving Frank writhing on the floor, Marcus stormed out of the warehouse, forcing himself to regain control. He needed Frank alive for now, but his patience was wearing thin. 

Outside, one of Marcus’s associates approached him. 

“My friend, what’s going on?” 

“They’ve found my son. 

“Who did?” etVa 

“Peter’s son.” 

“Peter had a son?” 

“Yes, just one. He’s got my boy. He says they’re safe, but he won’t bring him back. He’s taken him somewhere, and his damned father has a lot of explaining to do. We need to find Peter. If I have to peel his skin off to get my son back, I’ll do it.” 

“Wait… Peter is alive?” 

“Yes. Damn it, I wish he wasn’t!” 

Then just tell me where he is, and we’ll go get him.” 

“Is the woman dealt with?”