A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

“It’s buried deep,” remarked a seasoned rescuer.

Leonel stood before the collapsed building, encircled by a crowd.

Alongside the search and rescue teams, bystanders from the neighborhood had gathered to observe the scene, their murmurs creating a backdrop of whispered conversations.

“I heard his wife had an accident and is trapped beneath the rubble,” one voice murmured.

“He seems well-off,” another observed.

“They must be deeply in love.

Sadly, she’s likely too deep for survival.

Even the dogs can’t pick up her scent,” someone speculated.

Leonel listened silently, his mind consumed by the single desire to locate Alexis.

At that moment, he neither refuted nor argued with anyone around him.

He continued to dial Alexis’ number.

Anxious for any sign of her, he dialed repeatedly until a voice cried out, “Over here! There’s Light.

It’s a phone!”

to the

on the building’s left

light emitted from six feet below-it was

rescue dogs had

team leader’s voice

“She’s injured and bleeding.

”

ordered the crane to be prepared

said softly, “I need to

wife has a

It’s been four hours.

I have to try.

”

the leader of the rescue team, he

if we drill in now and the top collapses again?” Sampson inquired,

go down with

”

not stir up