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.

declared that she knew Nala's whereabouts. She had

this was a complete deviation from the plan she had devised

ask for help when he caught her signaling

know each other in front

forward and asked,

to

you and your son collaborate

Drake became flustered. "Young man, please don't accuse me! My son, that brat... h-he's the one! Look at my head! He hit me with a

discussion would reveal too much. She

This was such a crude trick that it

said coldly, "Ms. Mosley, didn't you claim they were

it!" Drake chimed in, seizing the opportunity. "Miss, my ungrateful son actually attacked me with a brick! I don't know where they've gone now... That little brat probably wanted to keep that girl for himself so he could have all

him. The Thompsons' men

Ian, kindly escort Mr. Dickinson back. Attend to his injuries first, then I have

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