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.

Nala’s whereabouts. She had

was a complete deviation from the plan she

about to ask for help when he caught her

they didn’t know each

stepped forward and

stammered, unable to meet his

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

became flustered. “Young man, please don’t accuse me! My son, that brat… h-he’s the one!

Bianca feared that further discussion would reveal

such a crude trick that it

“Ms. Mosley, didn’t you claim they

“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 for himself so

him. The Thompsons’ men

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

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