Chapter 339 How Stupid!

Claire thought she could reach out to Elizabeth as a final lifeline. But now, even that faint hope flickered as her eyes fell on her dead cell phone.

Rising to her feet, she scanned the basement once more. There was an electrical outlet. Yet, without a charging cable, her phone remained a lifeless brick in her hand. A bitter smile tugged at her lips.

She murmured, "No wonder Frederick didn't even bother to take my phone.

"It all made sense now. He probably knew beforehand that

I wouldn't be able to charge it down here. Sooner or later, it would die, leaving me utterly cut off.

"Well, he's the almighty Frederick.

"The General Hawthorne who is in charge of the entire Kingstown Security Department. He faces terrorists on the battlefield without flinching.

"How could he not have foreseen this when he locked me in the

basement?"

"Clai, is something wrong?"

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Antony's voice broke through her thoughts. He had noticed her

distress from across the way, where he was imprisoned on the

opposite side of the basement.

here? Did Frederick confiscate your phone when he

hope as she remembered that

didn't take it away. Do you need to use it? What's your

his pocket and pulled out his

it to

time was slipping through her fingers, she couldn't afford to wait any longer. With the situation as dire as it was, the sooner she could get in touch with Elizabeth, the better her chances of altering their grim circumstances. Fortunately, she had committed Elizabeth's number to

Elizabeth was the only one to extricate them from

"Alright," Antony agreed.

reached out to pass the phone to Claire, but they were

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sections of the basement. The distance between them was

from one another, the gap that separated Claire and Antony was about ten

in an attempt to bridge the gap between them. But despite their efforts, the phone remained just out

of them were breathless and still

throw it! Throw it

ground."

who you need to call. I'll dial the number and put it on speaker. That

if he attempted to throw the phone, it might bounce off the iron fence across from them, landing in some unreachable corner. "Yeah, okay, you

in agreement, feeling that

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number. But before she could fish, Antony stopped her. "Wait, I don't

She froze. "What?!"

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