Chapter 539

Kent and Don also caught sight of Brandon cutting through the water towards the opposite bank, and they spotted the scarf tangled on a branch stretching into the river. Their faces changed in unison.

Sophia had been wearing that scarf when she left yesterday. Both Kent and Don were too worried about Marian to care; they dashed towards the riverbank, their faces tense.

Marian, a bit clueless, followed them on autopilot.

Brandon had reached the other side of the river, his eyes locked on the partially dried scarf on the branch, veins in his neck bulging.

It was indeed Sophia's scarf; the light-colored logo had caught on something that morning, causing a thread to come loose, which was now swaying gently in the breeze.

"Kent!" Brandon called out without turning his head, his voice cold and firm, "Get the cops and the rescue team here, pronto! Tell them to search this area thoroughly."

"Got it," Kent replied urgently, whipping out his phone to make the call.

"Don, get someone to check every village around here; don't miss a single one," Brandon ordered next.

Don nodded, "Okay."

the riverbank, also noticed the scarf hanging on the branch and Brandon's intense gaze. Her face changed subtly, and she looked

body was nowhere to

water, clenched unconsciously, fingers digging into his

scarf had drifted here before catching on the branch, considering the river's current, Sophia would have had no

his heart and lungs felt

rescued in time, the chances of survival were slim; as long as the person wasn't found, he could convince himself that Sophia had been saved, that

of the scarf knocked

didn't know how long he'd been staring at the water, at the scarf, until the surrounding noise grew louder with the arrival of the rescue team and police. Only then did he manage to stiffly turn his

scarf was found, and

had crossed over on a rescue

you should change out of those wet clothes before you catch a cold at this critical moment," he murmured into Brandon's ear, his heart aching at

got on the boat, changed into

till night, from the sun at its zenith to the moonrise, as darkness enveloped them again, Brandon stood, watching

hadn't eaten or drunk

waters, land, and villages, but found no clues related

the wind and rain had

there on

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