My Bossy CEO Husband
Chapter 2094

Snapping out of her thoughts, Tilda handed him a towel.

After drying his hands, Lyndon left the bathroom and asked Tilda to send him the surveillance footage.

Tilda sent the video right away.

Lyndon received it and forwarded it to his assistant, urging him to investigate quickly.

His calm, strong voice as he spoke to his assistant made everyone feel a bit more secure.

His tall figure stood by the window, looking commanding in the Light.

His presence made the room feel less lonely.

Tilda, standing nearby with Sheldon in her arms, watched silently.

After instructing his assistant over the phone, Lyndon ended the call and turned to Tilda.

“My assistant has gone to check it out, so I advise you not to leave the premises for the next two days,” he cautioned.

Concerned that the individual who had retaliated might resort to other means of pranks, he felt it best to exercise caution.

Tilda nodded in acknowledgment, expressing her gratitude.

“Thank you!”

As silence enveloped the room once more, Lyndon glanced at his watch and announced, “I’m heading out now.

”

With all the arrangements being made, it was time for him to depart.

“Dad, can you stay tonight? I’m a Little scared,” Sheldon implored, rushing to Lyndon and gripping his hand tightly.

Lyndon arched an eyebrow, casting a questioning glance at Tilda.

Did she want him to stay?

Though he had no objections, he couldn’t help but anticipate potential backlash from Tilda.

Tilda hesitated, expressing reluctance.

“Sheldon, come here.

Don’t bother Mr.

Fernandez.

Aren’t you a brave young man? What is there to be afraid of?”

Instead of obeying Tilda’s call, Sheldon edged closer to Lyndon, his grip on Lyndon’s hand tightening.

“Even though I’m a little man, I’m not yet grown up.

I can still feel scared,” he reasoned earnestly.

“Besides, I’m still young.

If there are bad guys, I won’t be able to protect you.

I need my dad.

”

Sheldon’s maturity shone through his words.

Tilda remained firm in her stance.

“I don’t require anyone’s protection.

I can fend for myself,” she asserted confidently.

The little boy blinked innocently, his gaze unwavering as he said frankly, “But you were terrified by the dead mouse earlier and even retched.

Tilda, you’re scared too, right?”

Tilda was left momentarily speechless.

What a clever little boy! Did he really have to point that out?