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.

she knew Nala’s whereabouts. She had accused Drake and Alexander of conspiring with Lena to kidnap

and the two children missing, this was a

for help when he caught her signaling

supposed to pretend they didn’t know each other

forward and asked, “You’re

to

Lena’s adoptive father?” Zuko persisted. “Did you and your son collaborate to kidnap the

man, please don’t accuse me! My son, that brat… h-he’s the one! Look at my head! He

reveal too much. She looked

sneered. This was such a crude trick that it was

“Ms. Mosley, didn’t you claim they were conspiring? Is

“Miss, my ungrateful son actually attacked me with a brick! I don’t know where they’ve gone now… That little brat probably wanted to keep that girl

him. The Thompsons’

Ian, kindly escort Mr. Dickinson back. Attend to his injuries first, then I have some questions

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