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

missing, this was a complete deviation from the plan she

he caught her signaling him with her eyes. He froze, realizing

know each

and

unable to meet his

Zuko persisted. "Did you and your

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

enough!" Bianca feared that further discussion would reveal too much. She looked

This was such a crude trick that

you claim they were conspiring?

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 the

The Thompsons' men had arrived

kindly escort Mr. Dickinson back. Attend to his injuries first,

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