As suspected, a child was involved in the whole incident.
And the child was the same age as him.
Not only in age, but also in appearance, temperament, and voice, they should be incredibly alike.
Otherwise, how could they have deceived Mommy?
After all, Mommy would know her baby best.
"If I catch them, I'll skin them alive, I'll rip their throats out," Duo Duo sobbed, her fists clenched.
"Don't tell Grandpa and Grandma," Hank Clegg advised Michael and Duo Duo, "Don't worry them. The three of us will sort this out and save your Mommy before they even find out anything."
Michael nodded, "Daddy, just tell us what you need us to do. We'll give it our all, promise."
"I need you to ensure the safety of the paintings," Hank Clegg's words left his children surprised.
"But Mommy…" Duo Duo was practically tearing at the seams.
Hank Clegg's eyes darkened, "Leave your Mommy to me. Your task is to protect the paintings, not let them fall into any hands."
