Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

Chapter 425

The bus we boarded was followed by two trucks covered by wraps. I didn’t know what they were transporting. Perhaps tools for the rescue mission and logistics.

The atmosphere inside the bus was rather stuffy. No one spoke.

We left the city center and headed to a muddy path. The mountains should be right in front.

The dangerous path was narrow and muddy. Several days of heavy downpours only made the bumpy path even more slippery. No one could tell if we were traveling on a straight path or water puddles.

The bus proceeded very slowly. The constant rocking motion made me sick. I almost threw up several times.

Colin’s phone remained switched off. It had been two days now. I grew more and more

anxious as news of him continued to elude me.

Looking at the endless path before me, tears welled up several times in my eyes. But I forced myself not to cry.

I told myself not to cry when it wasn’t the time to cry, I needed the energy when I searched for

Colin later.

on the bus began to curse as their bodies kept. bumping into one another. Some

were several other volunteers and staff members from the relevant departments. The ones protesting were two

don’t want to come with us, you can get off the bus. No one is forcing you to be here. Complaining will only drag

of you look young. You must be university students. What year are you guys in?

young people behind us. His jaw

looked handsome.

students were worried that he would bring the complaint to the school and thus ruin their purpose for joining this trip. They could only shut up grouchily and close their

mountains. All of us then alighted from the bus. The guide told us that the mudslide took place in the area ahead of

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relevant authorities for permission to enter the mountains. However, our demand was declined because they had already sent in a

authorities several times. They swore to protect our safety and to never be a burden to the rescue team. Only

allowed in.

the organizer of this rescue mission. His name was John Michaels. “Mr. Michaels, how far do