Everyone in the car was shocked.

Bianca approached cautiously, spotting dried blood beneath Drake's head. She placed her hand under his nose and detected a faint breath.

Her hand trembled, and her eyes glinted ruthlessly as she raised her foot and kicked Drake.

"Get up!" she demanded.

Lina and Zuko joined her, discovering that the factory was now empty.

"Where's the child?" Lina asked.

"Ow..." Drake groaned on the ground and struggled to get up. "Help, help... This brat!"

"Drake Dickinson!" Bianca exclaimed, exasperated.

that she knew Nala's whereabouts. She had accused

the two children missing, this was a complete deviation from the plan she had

about to ask for help when he caught her signaling him with her eyes. He froze, realizing that Zuko and Lina were

remembered Bianca's warning—they were supposed to pretend they didn't know each other in

and asked, "You're Drake

stammered, unable to meet his

persisted. "Did you and your son

son, that brat... h-he's the one! Look at my head! He

Bianca feared that further discussion would reveal too much. She

sneered. This was such a crude trick that it was both foolish

claim they were conspiring?

opportunity. "Miss, my ungrateful son actually attacked me with a brick! I don't know where they've gone now... That little brat

glanced at him. The Thompsons' men had

Attend to his injuries first, then I have some questions to ask

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