Sitting on the sofa was Lance.
Standing beside him, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, was his assistant, Xavier.
They were both examining the room in front of them. It wasn't large, but the decoration was meticulous.
The small room exuded a warm feeling.
Upon hearing Julia's words, their gaze immediately shifted to the two children behind her.
Julia keenly noticed the change in their gaze.
She held the two children and took a step back, her eyes filled with caution.
She was nervous and couldn't help but think of the television reports about child trafficking.
What should she do if they tried to harm the children?
In the current situation, she was also vulnerable.
Chloe huddled behind Julia, completely hiding her small body, too afraid to look at them.
Gregory, on the other hand, stared at the people in front of him, his eyes filled with vigilance but no trace of fear.
Lance rubbed his chin and found these two children quite interesting.
He vaguely remembered that when he met Deanna during the car accident, she had two children with her. These must be the two.
They were probably around four or five years old. At that time, he didn't pay much attention, but now he carefully observed their delicate features.
Both had rosy lips, white teeth, and soft hair. They were incredibly adorable. They were dressed in similar children's clothes, which had a familial style that matched the cozy decoration of the living room.
The girl had a sweet and gentle appearance, with big, bright and watery eyes.
Unfortunately, she was hiding behind, so it was difficult for him to see her clearly.
The little boy who was staring at him had a hint of wisdom in his eyes, lacking the softness seen in other kids. He was quite likable.
While Lance observed them, Gregory also stared back at this uncle with a very handsome appearance.
He didn't know why, but he wasn't afraid at all.
He didn't sense any hostility from these people. On the contrary, he felt a strange sense of familiarity towards this uncle, which confused him.
Lance stood up from the sofa and walked towards them. He crouched down, staring at Gregory and asked, "What relation are you to Deanna?"
Gregory calmly replied, "She's my mommy, Uncle. My mommy has promised to repay the money, so she definitely won't break her promise. Please don't harm us!"
Lance was somewhat surprised. This little guy wasn't afraid of them at all and spoke calmly.
He found it interesting and a softness appeared in his sharp eyes.
He couldn't help but tease him. His tone was calm and composed, "How do I know you won't take advantage of the situation?"
Gregory responded logically and clearly, "Since you were able to find us here, we can't escape. Uncle, you don't seem like an ordinary person, and we won't be foolish enough not to repay your money. Although my mommy doesn't have much money right now, she has the ability to earn it. As long as you're willing to let her slowly repay it, she will be able to."
Lance found Gregory more and more interesting. A smile unconsciously appeared on his face.
He had never seen such an audacious child before. As someone who had been in the business world for many years, he admired rational people who could handle themselves well.
He couldn't help but be curious about how Deanna raised such a child.
Xavier looked at Gregory with surprise as well.
Mr. Mercer had a cold temperament and a strong aura. He was known for making children cry upon seeing him. But this child was truly brave, and Xavier couldn't help but appreciate this adorable child a bit more.
He looked at Julia, who was tense with a pale face, and the trembling little girl hiding behind her.
Both adults and children were scared so much. Xavier felt that maybe they mistook Mr. Mercer for a debt-collecting gang leader.
The kind that would smash houses and break legs without saying a word.
Looking at Mr. Mercer squatting in front of them, revealing a rare mischievous side as he played with the children, Xavier felt that their worries seemed to have some basis.
In an instant, he glanced at the several bodyguards standing there, dressed in black. They were quite intimidating.
He adjusted his glasses and felt it necessary to explain their purpose for coming today.
Clearing his throat, he carefully chose his words, trying to ease the current situation a bit. "Um..."
Just as he was about to say "you may have misunderstood," the door was forcefully pushed open from outside.
"Gregory, Chloe!"
Deanna rushed in anxiously, calling out for her children.
"Mommy!"
Upon hearing her voice, Gregory and Chloe ran over and threw themselves into her arms.
Chloe seemed frightened as she tightly held onto Deanna's clothes and buried her face in her embrace, seeking warmth and shelter from the storm.
Seeing that the two children were safe, Deanna breathed a sigh of relief. She held them tightly, comforting their emotions as a mother would.
Julia also ran over. Deanna asked her, "Julia, what's going on? What happened?"
Julia looked at Lance, and Deanna followed her gaze as their eyes met.