It likely stemmed from the environment they grew up in, but all the Hutton children developed a fondness for weapons at an early age.
By the time Raymond reached elementary school, his room overflowed with models: guns, fighter jets, tanks, and warships.
When Vee returned to Brimcrest with their parents, she had only just learned to walk. She had toddled into Raymond's room by herself, crawled and stumbled across the floor, seized a toy gun, and refused to let it go.
Before Vee was born, Raymond had been the most spoiled child in the family. Everyone had indulged him without restraint. At that time, his stubbornness had bordered on obsession, and he had flatly refused to give the toy to her.
Later, when he finally wanted to, there was no opportunity left.
After settling in Jouleston, he had left most of his belongings in Brimcrest. Only this model gun had come with him. Tonight, he had brought it on a whim, thinking that Sydney might like it if she showed up.
He never expected it to be used this way.
Theodore finally realized he had been manipulated. Anger surged, but he stopped short when Diana spoke. "Something happened to Vee. Instead of arguing with Ray here, you should be thinking about how to find her."
"Something happened to Vee?" Theodore had been on the brink of fury. Now he struggled to process her words. "Isn't Penelope the impostor?"
If something had happened, what did it have to do with their family?
"It's not Penelope." Diana tossed the model gun back to Raymond before continuing, "It's the real Vee. She was kidnapped. We don't know where she is yet."
Shock and joy collided in Theodore's chest. "You found Vee and didn't tell me?"
No matter how much he favored Megan, the daughter lost for so many years remained a wound he could never release.
"Weren't you completely focused on Megan?" Raymond sneered. "We never imagined you still cared whether Vee lived or died."
The remark struck home. Theodore burned with anger but found no reply. It was no wonder the three of them had treated him with such hostility all night.
Penelope barely managed to conceal the curl of her lips. She had assumed that wretched woman was about to live the life of a pampered heiress. Now it seemed uncertain whether she would even survive. Life truly loved pulling the ground out from under people.
Diana saw through her barely hidden satisfaction and ignored it. She nodded at Theodore. "Ray and I will go meet James."
They had already dispatched countless people, yet waiting for news without being present left her uneasy.
Theodore felt the same concern. "I'll go too."
"You should go home and stay with Mom," Diana said, refusing. "If no one goes back, she'll grow suspicious. She can't handle the shock. Don't tell her yet."
Florence had never liked such events. After learning that Sydney would not attend, she had lost all interest and stayed home alone.
Theodore considered this for a moment. "All right. Be careful."

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