Chapter 1391

Upon hearing the chauffeur, Olivia lifted her gaze and looked ahead. Inside the house, Claude leaned back, listening to the faint sound of a car approaching. A satisfied smile spread across his face. "You know," he began, his tone light but deliberate, "I really do adore my little nephew. Taking him from your home without permission was just to make a point." After a pause, he added with a smirk, "Do you think she'll hand it over now?" Tyler remained calm. He knew Claude wouldn't harm Lucian—not because he lacked the nerve, but because even Claude wouldn't dare cross that line. His composure unshaken, Tyler raised an eyebrow slightly and replied, "Do you think a mother would ever ignore her own child?" "Exactly." Claude nodded, his smile deepening. "I wouldn't hurt Lucian, and she knows it just as well as you do." Tyler's gaze grew sharper, colder. He said nothing. "She knows better than anyone that I won't harm him." After a moment of silence, Claude's expression shifted to one