Jessica experienced the dizzying thrill of riding in a combat bomber for the first time. It was dark out, so she couldn't see anything. Mr. Marcus handled the plane pretty smoothly, and soon, there was no more turbulence.She felt more comfortable now and even complimented him. Mr. Marcus seemed quite pleased with himself."Back there, did they catch up?" Jessica asked anxiously."Even without knowledge, one should have common sense. Can helicopters catch up?" Mr. Marcus glanced at her, chuckling. "Don't worry, get some rest. By the time you wake up, we'll probably have landed.""What kind of common sense is that? Normal people don't have that!" Jessica couldn't help but retort, implying that Mr. Marcus, Camellia, Rose, and the others were all from a different world than hers.Their world was, but also immensely powerful. Might make right, fists ruled.She couldn't help but feel a pang of reluctance at the thought of her dear Henry navigating this world in the future. The mortality ra

"Why are you being such a scaredy-cat?" Mr. Marcus helped Jessica up, "Let's find a cave to hide in for now, figure things out when it's light."Jessica sighed, having no choice but to go along with Mr. Marcus for now. But, "Can't you contact anyone? We can't hold out for days like this.""Jessica, sometimes you gotta learn to trust that things will work out." Mr. Marcus said, taking her hand, and gesturing toward a large rocky cliff not far away. They'd been through a lot today, and now it was time to find a spot to rest until sunrise.Jessica agreed, feeling exhausted and hungry. The temperature in the desert dropped significantly at night, even in summer. She shivered in her short sleeves.She silently prayed they'd make it out of this desert alive. She had no intention of dying in such a desolate place.Sensing her fear, Mr. Marcus patted her shoulder reassuringly, saying, "Trust me."Jessica nodded. There had to be a way out of this, or else they'd have been goners by now.Findin

"Do you know where he is?" Camellia hooked her arm around Herman's neck, smiling seductively, her aura overwhelming. "Come on, tell wifey, where did your dear big brother go? I need to talk to him about something."Herman looked at Camellia, suddenly saying, "Wifey, I don't like your smile."Camellia was taken aback, her eyes narrowed, a hint of coldness flashing through her gaze. Shedding her seductive demeanor, Camellia appeared elegant yet commanding, with a hint of danger that filled the entire space, exerting heavy pressure on Herman.Realizing his mistake, Herman quickly grabbed Camellia's hand, his fair and tender face leaning close to rub against her shoulder. He acted like a child seeking affection, "Wifey, don't be angry, I spoke out of turn. Please don't be mad at me..."His purple eyes were filled with mist, on the verge of tears. He looked so pitiful that one couldn't help but want to hold him in their arms and shower him with affection, unable to bear seeing such a stunn

"You make it sound easy, but I'm not sure if going after the Carter Family will do us any good now. Eden Carter is dead, and if George Carter decides to come after us, what then?" Victor said calmly. "I'm already looking into who's behind Saxon. If it's connected to George Carter, we won't let him off the hook. Just think, if Italy's mafia takes over Australia's Ghost Gang, who's really going to suffer in the end?"There was no doubt it would be the First Terrorist Organization."Hmm, let's wait for the results," Rose said. "Camellia and I agree - don't drag Laura and Henry into your feuds. I quite like that girl."Victor raised an eyebrow and shrugged. "Truman and Robin are arriving tomorrow. Should we not tell them according to your suggestions?""If we find George Carter is involved, we'll have to tell them," Antonio said coolly. "I never expected there would be survivors from back then. Since someone's alive and it's been so many years, there's no point in dredging up the past. If

Their hearts sank heavily. News about Laura?They exchanged glances, unsure of what to say. Should they tell him that Laura was dead? Or tell him that Laura hadn't been found yet, and there might be news tomorrow? Gave him a glimmer of hope that the news would come back tomorrow? But what if they might find her body? How would Henry cope with that?Having lost once before, then given hope, only to be devastated again, how could he endure it? They weren't sure if they could find Laura, but both Henry and Antonio had witnessed the situation back then. Antonio had already asserted that the chances of Laura being alive were one in ten thousand.Surely Henry understood.Even Antonio, usually so composed and insightful, couldn't find the words now. Camellia and Rose fell into silence. Who dared to make promises at a time like this?Silence lingered for a while."That's enough, I don't want to hear anymore. Go." Henry turned away, his blue eyes still tinged with a thin layer of red, like a v