No Longer Lovesick After a Memory Loss

Moonblade felt a deep pang of sadness, as though the man she idolized had completely ignored her.

However, Jamie noticed her gaze and smirked without saying anything.

Soon, their convoy in a grand departure.

On a quiet country road, dozens of people lay scattered about. This village had received official approval for reconstruction, and its residents had been relocated to a distant town. In the dead of night, the road was deserted, with only moonlight illuminating the figures on the ground.

At dawn, a pickup truck appeared on the road, carrying several young people who chatted and laughed.

“This camping trip is gonna be a blast. I heard there might be wolves up in Mount Lanpo by the river. Can’t wait to find out,” the girl in the backseat giggled.

As they chatted, the car suddenly stopped.

“What’s going on?” someone asked.

The young man at the wheel panicked and pointed ahead. Only then did everyone notice a dozen cars. parked on the road.

Even more horrifying, next to these cars were dozens of bodies scattered on the ground. The scene was spine-chilling on this remote country road.

“What the heck is happening?”

“Should we call the police?”

we stumble

reached for his phone. “We better call the police.” Just as he finished

body was damp as he glared in the direction the convoy had

coming back to

truck. “Mind your own business

hopped into the car and sped away.

woke up Brisa, and it didn’t take long for her

“First, wake everyone up. Frey has already been

go after them!” she replied

people could have easily arranged for transportation, maybe even a helicopter. Several hours were enough

we will rescue Freya,” he said, burdened by the weight of the situation. He couldn’t help but acknowledge the exceptional hiding skills of Strategist and his

red. “If it weren’t for me, those people wouldn’t have taken Freya. They

rousing everyone they had. brought

He clenched

him and said, “They

couldn’t let his brother’s killer escape, yet the bandaged wounds on his legs

prevent them from contacting more people, including Radley’s associates, then why spare their lives? Were they afraid Freya wouldn’t reveal the book’s location? In that case, they

destroy your hands

our next move?” Michael asked, blood dripping

cold as he looked into the distance. “We need to gather all our manpower and resources.

Radley sat restlessly in a conference room, listening to executives reporting their work. After