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.

whereabouts. She had accused Drake and Alexander of conspiring with Lena

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

to ask for help when he caught her signaling him with her eyes. He froze,

warning—they were supposed to pretend they didn't know each other in front of outsiders.

forward and

unable to meet his

you and your son

that brat... h-he's the one! Look at my head! He hit me with a

feared that further discussion would reveal too much.

was such a crude trick that it was both

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

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

glanced at him. The Thompsons'

escort Mr. Dickinson back. Attend to his injuries first, then I have some questions to ask

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