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.

had confidently declared that she knew Nala’s whereabouts. She had accused Drake and Alexander of conspiring

missing, this was a complete deviation from the plan she had devised

to ask for help when he caught her signaling him with her eyes. He froze, realizing that Zuko and Lina

supposed to pretend they didn’t know each other in front of

stepped forward and

unable to meet his

and your son collaborate

please don’t accuse me! My son, that brat…

enough!” Bianca feared that further discussion would reveal too much. She looked at him

sneered. This was such a crude trick that it was both foolish

coldly, “Ms. Mosley, didn’t you claim they were

in, seizing the opportunity. “Miss, my ungrateful son actually attacked me with a brick! I don’t know where they’ve gone now… That little brat probably wanted

at him. The Thompsons’ men had

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

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