NovelEnglishChapter 442
Mila gently removed the hand covering her mouth, her voice soft as she stated, “Nate, my grandparents are being held.”
Nathan explained, “Lucas has been withfor years. He is skilled in self–protection and, counter– surveillance.”
Confusion filled Mila’s voice. “What do
you mean?”
“Your grandparents have been relocated. They’re no longer at Hoffis Manor.”
Mila’s heart sank instantly, a heavy sorrow settling within her. First, it was her parents, and now her grandparents. Oliver, that accursed man, deserved every bit of hatred.
“What about the others?” Mila pressed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNathan, brimming with confidence, said, “Let’s not rush. Give it a few more minutes.
Mila had absolute trust in Nathan. She relaxed her guard and waited silently.
With each passing minute, Nathan’s comforting scent surrounded Mila. His warm breath brushed her cheek, his strong presence mere inches away. His commanding and
overwhelming masculinity sent shivers down her spine.
Mila asked nervously, “Nate, can you please let go of me?”
After a moment’s hesitation, Nathan stepped back and freed her. They couldn’t read each other’s expressions in the darkness, creating a sense of awkwardness.
Mila moved past Nathan, finding her way to the edge of the bed and sitting down.
“Are you taking Daniel to Sunterland?” Nathan’s voice resonated deeply.
Mila nodded. “Yes, for his treatment.”
Silence followed.
Sensing Nathan’s unease, Mila added, “Gary and Florence have agreed to it.”
Still, Nathan remained silent.
Mila declared firmly, “As long as there’s a chance, I won’t give up on Daniel.”
Nathan responded coldly with a hum. With that, he opened the door and left the room. As the door creaked open, Mila stood up anxiously. “Nate?”
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Suddenly, the room flooded with light.
Mila glimpsed Nathan’s back as he descended the stairs purposefully. Approaching the railing, she clutched it tightly and gazed downward.
The sight in the living room sent waves of shock through her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDozens of soldiers from the military base stood in a commanding formation, their presence oozing authority. They aimed their weapons at a group of criminals bound together in the
center.
Among them, Lucas was restrained and thrown among the criminals.
Mila scanned the room anxiously, but Oliver was nowhere to be seen. A sense of unease tightened her chest, prompting her to rush to the adjacent room. Pushing open the door, she discovered Phoebe lying sound asleep in bed.
Worry flooded her, and she hastened over, perching on the edge of Phoebe’s bed and gently shaking her hand. “Phoebe, wake up. Nathan is here to rescue us.”
Phoebe’s complexion paled, offering no response.
Panic seized Mila as she pressed her hand against Phoebe’s forehead. It felt cool to the touch, igniting a sense of urgency within her. “Phoebe, please wake up! Don’t frighten me.. Please, wake up.”
Yet, Phoebe remained still.
Mila’s heart was heavy with tension, her breaths coming in shallow gasps. Tremors ran through her hands, and her entire body felt feeble.
She bolted out of the room, leaning over the railing, her voice trembling as she shouted, ” Nate, something’s wrong with Phoebe. Please, save her, Nate.”
Nathan turned back, and his gaze met Mila’s panicked expression. Her pallid face mirrored her anguish.
Without a word, he sprinted upstairs, with Cole following closely behind. They burst into the room.
As Nathan laid eyes on Phoebe, his expression darkened. He pressed his fingers against her carotid artery to check for her pulse.
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