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

injured and the two children missing, this was a complete deviation from the plan she had devised

when he caught her signaling him with her eyes. He froze,

didn’t know each other in front of

forward and asked, “You’re Drake

unable to meet

father?” Zuko persisted. “Did you and your

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

enough!” Bianca feared that further discussion would reveal too much.

trick that it was both foolish

claim they were conspiring? Is there

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 for himself so he

Thompsons’ men

instructed, “Uncle Ian, kindly escort Mr. Dickinson back. Attend to his injuries first, then I

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