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.

confidently declared that she knew Nala's whereabouts. She had accused Drake and Alexander of conspiring with Lena to kidnap

children missing, this was a complete deviation

her signaling him with her eyes. He froze, realizing that

to pretend they didn't know each other in front of outsiders. He cowered and remained

stepped forward and asked, "You're Drake

to meet

and your son collaborate

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

that further discussion would reveal too much. She

such a crude trick that it

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

they've gone now... That little brat probably wanted to keep that girl for himself so he could have all

him. The Thompsons'

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

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