Chris wanted to speak, but Fleur interrupted with a composed smile, waving her hand.
The individuals from the Warnocks, whom Fleur had brought along, were unquestionably reliable. Despite their
youth, the siblings displayed remarkable agility and sharp minds thanks to rigorous training. They possessed
extraordinary talent and were Fleur's trusted aides.
"Do you still have concerns about my associates?"
"No, not at all. It's just—"
"I understand," Fleur interjected, meeting his gaze. "You wish you could follow her and see what's happening
yourself. I understand your feelings, but remaining calm in situations like this is crucial. By staying composed, you
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In a dimly lit room.
Lena regained consciousness. It took her some time to adjust to the darkness. Her temples throbbed faintly, and
her mind felt empty. Struggling to sit up, she tried to recall recent events.
The hospital, the corridor, the middle-aged man...
She jolted up suddenly, accidentally bumping her knee into a nearby cabinet and creating a loud noise in the
silence. Her heart raced as she heard the doorknob turning.
Footsteps approached, and a man's hoarse voice broke the silence. "You're awake?"
Lena was startled. "You..."
A dim light illuminated the room, revealing the man before her.
"Mister?" she exclaimed.
Zachary looked serious as he crouched beside Lena. He moved with agility and displayed better physical condition
than some younger individuals. His years of experience in his line of work had endowed him with a calm and
resolute demeanor.
"It's you... It's really you!" Lena's voice quivered. "How could you..."
"It is me," Zachary replied in a deep voice. "To be precise, you should call me Zachary."
Lena realized something was amiss, staring at him as she asked, "Who are you?"
Zachary was straightforward. "Krystal was my savior."
Lena was even more shocked, struggling to find words.
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A moment of frozen silence passed as they locked eyes. Lena could hear her own heart pounding.
After a long pause, Zachary spoke again. "You must be wondering why someone who considers your mother a
savior would treat her daughter like this."
"You..."
Lena did want to pose that question, but she remained bewildered. She couldn't comprehend why this man, who
claimed her mother was his savior, had brought her to this place. Was he there to protect her or harm her?
Instinctively, she reached for her back pocket, only to find her phone missing.
She hadn't yet deciphered the layout of the dark room or understood the situation outside. How could she escape?
How could she contact Chris?
Lena took a deep breath and acknowledged her difference from ordinary girls in such a situation. Most girls would
likely be terrified, but although she felt fear, she could quickly regain composure amid the chaos in her mind.