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.

she knew Nala's whereabouts. She had accused Drake and

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

when he caught her signaling him with her eyes. He froze, realizing that Zuko and

remembered Bianca's warning—they were supposed to pretend they didn't know each other in front of outsiders. He cowered and remained

and asked, "You're Drake

stammered, unable to meet his

"Did you and

no!" Drake became flustered. "Young man, please don't accuse me! My son, that brat... h-he's the one! Look at my head!

would reveal too

was such a crude trick that

coldly, "Ms. Mosley, didn't you claim they were conspiring? Is

a brick! I don't know where they've gone

Thompsons' men had

instructed, "Uncle Ian, kindly escort Mr. Dickinson back. Attend to his injuries

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