I Have A Solo Mommy Plan, But Daddy Refuses to Let Go-Chapter 448: Chase Game

Hearing Caleb Shawcross speak like that, his brows furrowed in panic as he looked at the rearview mirror: "Is it your enemies coming for you? I didn’t expect you to be such a jinx; trouble seems to follow you everywhere."

Caleb Shawcross rolled his eyes helplessly and said, "Stop talking nonsense right now, we’ve already been tailed, we must lose them quickly."

"How do we shake them off? You’re making it sound so easy, why don’t you drive instead."

Nolan Shaw glared fiercely at Caleb Shawcross. It’s so easy to speak from an outsider’s perspective.

Caleb Shawcross anxiously clenched his fist. He was going to see the old man... If that person found out about the old man’s existence, they definitely wouldn’t let it go, and the situation would become even more severe than it is now.

Every time he thought of this, Caleb Shawcross couldn’t help but worry.

He absolutely wouldn’t let anything happen to the old man, even if he was caught, he wouldn’t give the old man up.

Nolan Shaw slightly turned his head, observing the gravity in the man’s eyes, and pursed his lips slightly.

Although he often bickered with Caleb Shawcross, he understood the seriousness of the matter and its importance to Caleb. He knew the immediate urgency was to shake off the people behind them.

The car suddenly accelerated with a step on the gas pedal.

The people tailing them behind frowned and followed closely. It seemed the car in front had already realized they were being watched, but so what if they did?

Would it really change the outcome?

Now, no matter what, they had to find out the purpose of Caleb and his companion’s trip, or else they wouldn’t be able to explain to Donovan Shawcross when they returned...

Donovan Shawcross’s fury wouldn’t be something these small-time people could bear.

Caleb Shawcross frequently turned to look behind him, anxiety etched on his young face.

"Faster! Can’t you go any faster?"

Caleb Shawcross urged the man beside him.

Frowning impatiently, the latter replied, "I’m already trying my best to shake them off, can you shut your mouth? It’s really annoying hearing you chatter next to my ear."

Caleb Shawcross dared not utter another word, fearing he’d irritate the man in front.

"Quick, call President Lawson! There’s no way you and I can handle this alone."

Nolan Shaw’s eyes were serious. Having crossed paths with Donovan Shawcross a few times around Landon Lawson, he understood a thing or two about the man.

He’s a ruthless figure capable of anything, stopping at nothing to achieve his goals.

Caleb Shawcross hurriedly nodded, picked up his phone, and dialed Landon Lawson’s number, silently pleading, "Pick up, pick up!"

Nolan Shaw rolled his eyes helplessly—was this guy a chatterbox?

From the moment we got in the car until now, his mouth hasn’t stopped.

...

Landon Lawson had just parked in front of the old house when his phone rang. It was Caleb Shawcross calling.

Had they already reached the old man?

"What is it?"

After answering the call, Landon Lawson asked.

"We’re being followed. Nolan and I are doing loops trying to lose them." Lana’s voice was urgent. They didn’t dare head to the old man’s place recklessly; if discovered, everyone would be in danger.

After all, what Donovan Shawcross did to the old man was public outrage, and it would bring great trouble if it spread... Such affairs were beyond what they could handle.

Upon hearing they were followed, Landon Lawson furrowed his brows slightly. His eyes were filled with seriousness: "Keep them engaged now; I’ll send people over to support you..."

"You really must hurry; they are ruthless and capable of anything."

"Don’t worry!"

Landon Lawson ended the call and glanced at the old residence behind him. Some matters were more urgent than the questions he wanted to ask now.

As he picked up the phone, he got back into the car.

Landon Lawson’s promise was like a tranquillizer for Caleb and his group; just two reassuring words made their worries vanish.

Nolan Shaw’s eyes were graver than ever. This was the first time he’d face Donovan Shawcross directly.

Previously, Donovan always tried to target Landon Lawson through Axel Yates, but this time he came in person...

Having been by Landon Lawson’s side for years, he couldn’t bring shame on Landon.

With that in mind, he pressed the gas pedal even harder.

And so, the game of cat and mouse officially began.

At that moment, Donovan Shawcross was sitting in his office, smoking a cigar. His eyes were relaxed as he blew smoke rings, a smile playing on his lips.

"Any news from over there? What exactly are Caleb and his team up to?"

Donovan suddenly asked his subordinates. The latter nodded gently and began speaking slowly, "They’re being chased, but from the latest news, it seems they’ve realized they’re being followed..."

The subordinate watched the man nervously, and he saw a faint smile at the corners of Donovan’s mouth. "Looks like they’re more capable than I thought... they actually realized they were being followed. It seems I’ve underestimated Caleb Shawcross from the start."

"Caleb Shawcross can’t stir up any real trouble in your hands, even with strong backing," the subordinate calmly replied.

They knew this situation better than anyone. Having grown up in this household, they had watched how Donovan maneuvered his way to where he was now. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

He’d committed countless reprehensible acts along the way, responsible for numerous deaths.

The old man wasn’t among them.

Knowing Donovan’s ruthlessness and power, even if the subordinates had grievances, they’d never express them.

All they could do was endure in silence, or else they would face his vengeance, just like Caleb Shawcross was now.

Donovan’s mouth curved into an amused smile. He set the cigar aside with mockery in his eyes: "Seems life’s been too smooth recently, making these people forget me... Do they think any Tom, Dick, or Harry can challenge me?"