Chapter 534:

Ethan, too, pulled every string at his disposal. He sent out his personal yacht and recruited nearby fishing vessels, combing the waters in a near-impossible hunt.

By dawn, sunlight danced across the waves, scattering shimmering reflections. But no one paused to admire the beauty; they were consumed by despair.

A bright, kind, precious child—vanished without a trace? Not even a body to mourn?

Brenna refused to accept it, as did everyone else.

Around midday, Ellie’s phone rang. She hadn’t had a sip of water since the ordeal, her face pale, lips chapped, her mind haunted by visions of Patrick’s small frame being claimed by the sea.

An unknown number flashed on her screen.

After a brief pause, she picked up.

“Mommy…”

unmistakable voice on the other end brought tears streaming down Ellie’s

the attention of everyone

you’re okay! Where are

in the hospital,” Patrick answered, his voice weak but

later, a man’s

unconscious. I rushed him to the hospital, and he only woke up a short while ago. I knew his family must be worried, so I asked him to give his

family reached the hospital, Patrick was still in

the fisherman a check

where it all

turned and saw Brenna standing nearby. Her face was softened by relief, but

old, had been lost at sea for hours. If he hadn’t been trained in survival skills, if he hadn’t been sharp enough to stay

at the thought of Patrick’s small wrists, marked

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