Despite Phoebe's tearful pleas, Mila remained indifferent to her own needs. With Nathan still missing, she lacked the motivation to wake up.She reclined once more and shut her eyes, softly saying, "Phoebe, I'm okay. I just want to rest a little longer. Wake me up when Nate returns.""Mila…" Phoebe broke into tears, alarmed by Mila's condition. This was a side of Mila she had never witnessed before.Previously, Mila would readily shed tears over the slightest grievances, her heart easily swayed by sadness. But in the face of Nathan's accident, she remained strangely composed.Instead of being consumed by tears and hopelessness, Mila slept soundly, almost as if untouched by the tragedy.Nonetheless, her deep slumber seemed to signify more than mere exhaustion—it hinted at a profound resignation toward life itself.Witnessing this version of Mila filled Phoebe with an even greater sense of dread.As news of Nathan's accident reached Zach, he immediately mobilized search teams to s
At that moment, Cole burst into the room. His face was pale, beads of sweat forming on his forehead as he struggled to catch his breath.His voice trembled as he conveyed the news, "Mr… Mr. Hoffis Senior… they've discovered… a body that surfaced… it's in a terrible state. The forensic team needs the Morrisons to come and identify it."Florence's face drained of color at his words, her legs giving way beneath her as she collapsed. Despite the shock and grief, Gary sprang into action, swiftly moving to catch her before she hit the ground.Witnessing the scene, Cole rushed to assist as well.Zach's body trembled slightly as he approached the bedside. Leaning in beside Mila, he gently clasped her cold hand, urging, "Wanda, wake up. Nate's been found."At the mention of Nate, Mila's tired eyes fluttered open, meeting Zach's gaze calmly.His expression was solemn, tears shimmering in his eyes."Grandpa, what's the matter? Why are you crying?" Mila's voice quivered with worry.Touched
Phoebe persisted, her tone urgent as she spoke, "Mila, there's an update from General Morrison. He's reached out personally. You need to wake up right away."Slowly, Mila opened her eyes, blinking wearily. Upon spotting Cole in front of her, she shut them again, muttering to herself, "It's Cole, not Nate."Taking a deep breath, Cole nervously relayed, "Mrs. Morrison, General Morrison sent me a message. He's in danger and is counting on us to rescue him."Mila opened her eyes once more, reaching out to grasp Phoebe's hand. Despite her weakened state, she attempted to sit up. "Phoebe, could you give me a hand?" she murmured.Phoebe's excitement surged as she promptly offered her support, assisting Mila in sitting up.Mila stretched her hand toward Cole, questioning, "Where's Nate's message?"Cole rushed to grab his phone, accessing the messages programmed by the coder, then promptly passed it to Mila.Mila stared at Nathan's number, then shifted her gaze to the message he had sent
A week went by with no sign of Nathan.Despite extensive searches, his body had yet to be found, almost as if he had vanished without a trace from the river.To aid in the investigation, the government discreetly deployed a highly skilled criminal investigation team to locate him.Meanwhile, Mila was relentless in her efforts. Upon regaining her strength, she dedicated herself to an exhaustive search, working tirelessly day and night.While the official search efforts focused on combing the river and surrounding areas, Mila pursued a different strategy.She meticulously analyzed the traffic surveillance footage from the day of Nathan's disappearance.Through her careful examination, she discovered that Nathan's car had been pursued by several suspicious vehicles sporting fake license plates. Although there were instances of speeding, no collisions were reported.In a sudden turn of events, Nathan's car appeared to malfunction, swerving toward the roadside barrier before plunging
"If Yale is in the clear, there's no reason for Nathan to feel anxious about his blood. But if there's a problem with Yale, Nathan would undoubtedly take swift action."Cole's realization hit him like a ton of bricks. "Mrs. Morrison, are you suggesting that General Morrison's true motive isn't to obtain Yale's blood for DNA analysis? Perhaps he's orchestrating this ruse to provoke Yale's suspicion, prompting the man to retaliate against him."Mila nodded. "That's my theory.""But why would General Morrison do that?" Cole asked.Mila, too, struggled to understand Nathan's motive. Confusion clouded her mind.Rubbing her temples, Mila thought for a moment before asking, "Cole, has Nate given you any unusual instructions recently or asked you to place anything in the car?"Cole suddenly recalled and exclaimed, "Yes, he did. General Morrison tasked me with fetching a professional diving pump with oxygen from the arsenal a couple of days ago, along with a specialized hammer for breakin
Phoebe carried Jasper away, leaving Mila to confront Lillian alone.Turning back to face Lillian, Mila forced a strained smile. She reached for her phone and opened her call history.Placing her phone in front of Lillian, Mila spoke calmly, "Your husband began harassing me right after your wedding. Take a good look at the calls he made to me in the past month. Do you recognize this number?"Lillian's expression darkened as she extended her hand toward Mila's phone.With a swift motion, Mila moved it out of reach, her tone turning icy. "Ms. Kimmel, perhaps you should advise your husband to cease his harassment toward me."I am not acquainted with him, nor do I desire friendship with him. Please ensure he behaves appropriately. If he fails to do so, I will not hesitate to take legal action against him for harassment."Lillian visibly shook with anger, her grip tight on her abdomen. Her breaths came in rapid, uneven gasps, betraying the depth of her emotional turmoil.Observing Lil
The room was spacious, with only a bed and a cabinet. A washbasin, towel, toothbrush, and toothpaste were placed on the cabinet.On the left, there was a window covered in iron bars. From the window, he could see a very high wall outside.Nathan got out of bed. He opened the door and walked out to an empty hall.There was a dining table with four chairs in the middle of the hall, and a bookshelf filled with books was against the wall.There was nothing else except for these things.At this moment, a paper airplane descended from above and landed on his feet.A fair-skinned young boy rushed over. He stuttered, "P-Pla… Plan…"Nathan furrowed his brow. He was stunned at first, but then he slowly crouched down. He picked up the paper airplane and lifted the boy up."What's your name?" he asked with a smile. The boy blinked at him.At that moment, a gentle and deep voice sounded. "Elio Hoffis."Nathan looked over. He saw a middle-aged man with a refined appearance stepping out f
Tristan was taken aback. He stared at Nathan and asked, "What did you call me?"Nathan patted his shoulder. He intensely looked at him with a gentle smile. From his expression, it didn't feel like they were unfamiliar with each other.It was as if Nathan was meeting a respected elder. He was humble, polite, and gentle.Tristan was so moved that his fingers trembled slightly. It seemed like he was on the verge of saying something but holding back.Nathan had given him enough information, so Tristan should be able to understand now. He quickly changed the subject, "Which areas here are not covered by cameras?"Tristan was slightly excited. He grabbed Nathan's hand and led him to the bathroom.In the bathroom, there was a shower and toilet area cordoned off by a curtain, so the camera couldn't see inside. Then, Tristan pulled Nathan into their room.There were four cameras in the room, and a curtain was used as a mosquito net over the bed.Tristan said, "These are the only two are