Novel Drama
Chapter 441
Chapter 441
Colin glanced back at me. "Phoebe, did you hope it was me?"
"I didn't hope so," I shook my head.
Whatever the intentions of the person behind all this were, their methods were undeniably extreme.
Using such methods to deal with and harm others for their own ends... I couldn't see them as entirely 'good.'
Colin grabbed my hand, pulling me to hide behind a van, and took off his protective gear. "If you don't hope it's me, then it's not me."
I looked at him, puzzled. "And if I did hope it was you?"
"Then I'd find the person behind this, replace them, and become the one you hoped for." Colin was earnest.
I couldn't help but smile at his silly yet clever response, which addressed my doubts.RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only
Finn said Caleb was all brains and no heart, but from what I saw... Colin was terrifyingly high in both IQ and EQ.
He just... used his intelligence on others and his emotional smarts on 'calculating' me.
Sighing, I walked behind him and hugged him from behind, tiredly saying, "I'm so exhausted, carry me?"
With a smile, Colin lifted me onto his back, step by step leading me away.
"Sir," I murmured, eventually falling asleep on Colin's back.
When I woke up, Eric had surprisingly arrived by car, not only Eric but he had brought quite a few people with him, evidently aware of our precarious situation.
I was astonished. "How did Eric get here so fast?"
"Sir, you've been missing for days. The last trace was here; I've been searching for you guys," Eric explained. "What about Bran and the others... Are they okay?" I must have been really worn out, feeling utterly weak. These past days, surviving the brutal game in the derelict building, I was practically living on adrenaline. Falling down the stairs didn't help, and coupled with hunger and lack of sleep, my body was severely fatigued.
"They're all right. Silas was the worst off, but he's alive. Melody was taken by the Gene-Forge Collective, but she'll survive. Stella's injuries were minor Eric reassured me. "As for the fest, just superficial wounds."
Relieved, I drifted back into sleep.
In my dreams, I could feel Colin holding my hand, never letting go.
Deep down, I knew the mastermind behind the deadly game wasn't Colin, but I was scared it could be.
Waking up again, I found myself in a hospital in Sea City, with Stella
sobbing beside me and Dexter ne
sitting nearby, giving Colin unfriendly looks.
"Phoebe!" Stella exclaimed upon seeing me awake.
"What happened...?" I frowned, confused. I had only slept, so why was I in a hospital with everyone looking so worried?
"Phoebe, you're finally awake." Stella climbed out of her bed and hugged me tightly.
"What about Robin?" I patted Stella's back.
"Robin went back to the police
station. This case has alerted some
very high-ranking officials," Stella whispered, hesitating. "I shouldn't
say too much, but it's big even the
top brass are involved!" Content
I paused, understanding. The person behind this had drawn significant attention, which seemed inevitable.
But it hadn't been made public yet, likely to avoid panic...
The authorities would definitely intervene, and the people from Gene-Forge Collective must be panicking by now. "Have I been asleep for long?" I asked, noticing Colin had immediately stood up to block Dexter.