Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 1521 The Explosion at the Site

Ambulances, fire trucks, and police cars rushed from all directions toward the exploding construction site.

Noah was already there when we got to the site, and various news media swarmed in, instantly surrounding the construction site.

Although the explosions had stopped, smoke still billowed, and the scent of explosives lingered. Amidst the haze, all I could see was rubble.

I grabbed hold of a foreman on the site and asked loudly, "Are there any casualties?"

"It's still unclear at the moment. The bomb squad won't let anyone near. They are afraid there might be more bombs!" The foreman said, "However, we've notified the person responsible for this building to start counting their people. We believe we'll have a tally soon!" The exploded construction site had already erected a 12-story framework. The original plan was for a 23-story building. The explosion started from the eighth floor, followed by two more blasts on the third floor, causing the stairwell frame to collapse completely. An hour later, news finally came. Three were severely injured, 12 were lightly injured, and thankfully, no fatalities.

I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking this might be the best outcome.

It was said that yesterday, a scaffolding on a construction site loosened, nearly causing casualties. So, before starting work today, all construction sites held impromptu safety meetings, delaying the start but ultimately saving lives.

The bomb squad meticulously searched the collapsed rubble, confirming there were no unexploded bombs before beginning the cleanup.

site work meeting with us, during which the person responsible for this construction site reported the current

the explosion at the New Bourdamun reconstruction site instantly made headlines across major news media

country but also the international community. After all, this was a high-profile construction project garnering much attention, yet

news media coverage couldn't be suppressed. Neither the official

was divided instantly, but the consensus was clear-someone had sabotaged the New

events bombarded us,

this project, I couldn't escape the onslaught of public

worry and that he had everything under control, I still felt some self-blame. Indeed, I paid

as the main person

hours, hustled at the

to the hospital to visit the injured. With a baby on the way, the relentless workload took its toll on me, and I eventually collapsed at the

arrived at the hospital when I had already regained consciousness. Since the incident, he had been overseeing the overall situation, dealing with some tricky peripheral issues. When I fainted, he wasn't by

anxiously and saw me lying

gently holding my hand and telling me, "Chlo, listen to me. Your health is more important than anything else. Even if the whole city were

better than before! Understand?"