‘Was this toddler raised by the bear?' Gifford thought, furrowing his eyebrows.

After the bear left, Boswell approached Gifford and asked, "Uncle, what does the bear mean? Does it want us to take the kid away?" He pointed at the child who was still lying prone on the ground.

Looking back and forth between the leaving bear and the silent kid,

Gifford made a decision.

“Let's take the kid with us!"

After all, the forest wasn't a place for a child. Gifford decided that he would send the kid to an orphanage then

However, he would be lying if he said it didn't cross his mind to bring the child back to the Leonard family and ask his parents to raise it.

It was probably a terrible idea, though, since it could destroy his parents to raise another child that had no blood relationship with them. Afraid of that, Gifford decided it was for the best to send the kid to an orphanage.

When it was three o'clock in the morning, Gifford and his group came out of the woods with the two children.

Many people gathered at the entrance of the forest, looking forward to seeing the Hilton brothers

The moment Matthew saw the children Gifford brought with him, he strode over and called, “Boswell!”

"Dad!" Recognizing his father's voice, the boy burst into tears.

Matthew took the dirty boy from Gifford's arms and held him. Wiping his tears, he comforted his son in a soft voice, "It's all right. You're safe now."

Boswell leaned on his shoulder and nodded.

Meanwhile, Wesley came over and looked curiously at the kid that was still in Gifford's arms.

"Why is Damian's hair so long? This is strange. He seems shorter too..."

Hearing his brother's name, Boswell turned around and asked, "Where is my brother?"

Gifford didn't know whether to laugh or cry at his father's words.

Instead, he explained, “Dad, are you out of your mind? This isn't

Damian. I picked this kid up in the woods."

"Oh! So who's this new kid?" Wesley asked, scratching his head. But the next moment, his mood darkened.

“Do you just go around picking up stray kids? You can even walk into a forest, and come out with another kid.

How do we know this kid isn't yours, Gifford? Maybe one born out of wedlock? Maybe you've been hiding the kid all this time..

Gifford couldn't believe his ears when he heard what his dad said.

“Come on, Dad. Boswell found the kid, not me. And the kid's not mine!