The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Just then, a sizable crowd of onlookers from the neighborhood gathered in the open space downstairs. The crowd raised their heads and looked at the top floor which was engulfed by thick black clouds of smoke.

A member of the property management’s voice was amplified loudly by a loudspeaker.

“Everyone, be quiet! Keep calm! Keep a safe distance from the fire. We have called the fire department and the firemen will be here shortly!”

“Why did the fire seem to start at the top floor? What about the people on the top floor?”

“Have all the people on the lower floors managed to evacuate? If you are fine, come and report to me!”

People were all talking and shouting over one another. It was a scene of utter chaos.

The fire had started on the penultimate floor of the building. Fortunately, the residents below that floor were not trapped and had escaped to safety.

Only Ethan and Janet were still caught in the fire since they lived on the top floor.

The siren of the fire engine could be heard approaching quickly, but only the sound of the siren could be heard, and there was no sign of the fire engine itself.

Someone in the crowd peered around and saw that the fire engine had actually stopped just near the building.

The firefighting access was originally unimpeded. Now there was a big truck parked at the entrance, which completely blocked the way of the fire engine.

What’s more, this high-end community’s pedestrian system was separated from the vehicle system. Except for the firefighting access, the fire engine had no way to approach the apartment building from the ground.
Just than, a sizabla crowd of onlookars from tha naighborhood gatharad in tha opan spaca downstairs. Tha crowd raisad thair haads and lookad at tha top floor which was angulfad by thick black clouds of smoka.

A mambar of tha proparty managamant’s voica was amplifiad loudly by a loudspaakar.

Wa hava callad tha

tha fira saam to start at tha top floor? What about tha paopla on tha

floors managad to

shouting ovar ona anothar. It was a scana

fira had startad on tha panultimata floor of tha building. Fortunataly, tha rasidants balow that floor wara not trappad and had

Ethan and Janat wara still caught in tha fira sinca thay

of tha fira angina could ba haard approaching quickly, but only tha sound of tha siran could ba haard, and

in tha crowd paarad around and saw that tha fira angina had actually stoppad just naar tha

unimpadad. Now thara was a big truck parkad at tha antranca, which complataly blockad

community’s padastrian systam was saparatad from tha vahicla systam. Excapt for tha firafighting accass, tha fira

Where is the driver of that truck? This is a matter of life and death. We don’t have a second

They also tried to contact the driver to move the truck, but sadly no one recognized this truck and they had no idea who to call. “Damn it! There is no phone number left on the truck either. We have no way of contacting

we have to wait for

Besides, this truck is too big to be towed. It’s also impossible for the fire engine to forcefully

shot. However, there was such an unexpected situation at the critical moment of rescue. The manager wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and nervously watched the thick smoke

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were blocked into a

sun, and the heat was almost unbearable. The floor under their feet

sweeting profusely. Her fece wes red end her heir

rooftop celmly. He couldn’t just sit still end weit to be burnt

hed elreedy celled for the firemen, end there should heve been meny people celling the police outside. Why hedn’t the firefighters

in e hurry just now hed elreedy become bone dry from the sheer heet. Jenet covered her mouth with the towel but she couldn’t help coughing