CHAPTER 105: CHAPTER 105: WHERE ARE YOU? COME OUT.

Howard Wallace’s sobs reached Sean Scott’s ears, instantly waking him up. "Speak clearly."

Then, Howard Wallace recounted everything that had just happened, "Scott, I can’t find the car, and I can’t reach the Young Madam. What should I do?"

"What’s the use of crying? Where are you now?" Sean Scott asked with a frown.

"On the mountain road from the village to the mining area. The police have arrived with the rescue team, but the road is already buried and impassable."

As he spoke, he burst into tears.

"I understand, we’re heading over immediately."

Sean Scott hung up the phone, changed his clothes, and rushed out, calling Elias Lancaster while driving.

Elias Lancaster didn’t know why, but he felt uneasy and couldn’t sleep. At this moment, he was sitting in his study, looking at documents.

Hearing the phone ring, he thought it was his treasure calling, and without looking, he quickly answered.

"Hello,"

"Master Lancaster, it’s me," Sean Scott’s voice was heavy.

"What’s wrong?"

"The Young Madam is in trouble..." Sean Scott recounted the incident in detail.

Elias Lancaster felt his breath catch, his whole body cold, "Come pick me up and go to the site."

"Master Lancaster, prepare yourself. I’ll be at Norris Gardens in two minutes."

Elias Lancaster changed his clothes, grabbed his phone, put on his shoes, and dashed out the door. Sean Scott was already waiting at the entrance of Norris Gardens.

He quickly got into the car, "Drive faster."

"Yes, Master Lancaster."

Elias Lancaster sat in the car, silent, his expression frighteningly cold. He repeatedly dialed his treasure’s phone number.

But all he heard was the recorded message: The number you have dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later.

"Faster." Elias Lancaster felt as if his heart was being roasted over a fire. On hearing Serena Keaton was missing, he was on the brink of collapse.

He closed his eyes tightly to calm himself down, his treasure was still waiting for him to rescue her.

On the pitch-black mountain road, a black SUV sped like a meteor. Sean Scott took just two hours to reach the scene of the incident.

By now, the storm had passed, leaving only a light drizzle.

Before the car even stopped, Elias Lancaster jumped out and headed towards the heap of mud and rocks. The police line was in place, and outsiders were not allowed to enter.

Elias Lancaster stretched out his long legs and stepped over the police line.

The police immediately approached, "Sir, rescue operations are underway inside, you can’t enter."

Elias Lancaster’s eyes were bloodshot, and he coldly spat out a word, "Scram."

Sean Scott parked the car and hurried over, revealing his identity to the police, who shivered and quickly stepped aside.

"When can the road be cleared?" Elias Lancaster stared at the pile of stones in front of him.

"We’re waiting for the excavator to arrive." The police replied.

"Tell them to hurry up." Elias Lancaster turned back to the outer edge of the police line, his eyes fixed on the pile of stones.

Sean Scott and Howard Wallace stood behind him, also staring.

Suddenly, the rescue workers ahead shouted, "We’ve found a car."

Everyone rushed to take a closer look, the car had been crushed beyond recognition, the people inside were probably...

Howard Wallace burst into tears, "That’s our car, start digging!"

Elias Lancaster’s body swayed for a moment, then he lunged forward, using his hands to claw at the mud and rocks.

The more he dug, the more afraid he became, "Baby, you promised to walk through this life with me, you can’t leave me."

His eyes were bloodshot, his body trembling, his hands cut and bleeding from the sharp stones, yet he continued to dig.

When the car was cleared, he panicked, standing in front of it, "Baby, where are you, come out, we’re going home!"

Finally, Elias Lancaster knelt in front of the car, his fists pounding the already battered wreck,

His heart ached to the point of suffocation, his eyes red as he roared, "Baby, come out, we’re going home!"

Everyone was in tears.

Howard Wallace was beside himself with grief, kneeling in front of the car, "Master Lancaster, it’s all my fault, if we’d returned to the village tomorrow, this wouldn’t have happened."

The nearby rescue workers continued clearing the road, Elias Lancaster exuding an intimidating aura, no one dared to come near.

Sean Scott circled the car a few times, then shouted, "Master Lancaster, there’s no one inside the car."

Elias Lancaster paused, then suddenly perked up, examining closely—yes, there was only mud and stones, no blood.

He instantly exhaled in relief, his treasure was still alive!

Sean Scott helped Elias Lancaster back into the car, waiting for the rescue team’s clearance before continuing the search.

On another piece of terrain, the five of them scrambled out of the danger zone disheveled, soaked to the skin from the heavy rain.

Once the rain stopped, Serena Keaton wiped the rainwater off her face, "Who has a phone? We need to contact the rescue team, or we’ll either get sick or be crushed to death."

"I have one."

Sunny, the driver, said, hurriedly pulling the phone from his pocket.

But...

It was waterlogged, broken.

The five exchanged looks, now what could they do?

The path ahead was blocked, the way back was long,

After a moment of silence, Brandon Grayson spoke, "There are two options, one is to move forward, they should realize we didn’t keep up and come looking for us.

Or we head back to the mining area, where there’s food and shelter, ensuring short-term survival.

"We drove over two hours from the mining area to the incident site, physically we’re not up to the task, going back is not feasible," analyzed Serena Keaton.

"Then we have only one path, we move forward," Brandon Grayson decided.

So,

The five of them hid below a slope, waiting for the storm to pass. They felt cold to the bone and had to press on despite the difficulty.

Brandon Grayson held Nathan Sawyer’s hand, leading step after step forward.

"It sounds like someone is clearing the road," Brandon Grayson noted the distant noise.

"I hear it too." Serena Keaton was dizzy and lightheaded.

With hope kindled, they all smiled. It had been a night of narrow escape, remembering the decisive moment of abandoning the car and running.

Recalling the instant the car was crushed and buried.

Thinking of the despair as the rain blinded their eyes in the downpour.

But now, with a glimmer of survival, everyone felt empowered, those who could barely lift their feet were now moving briskly.

Soon,

They saw the car buried in mud and stones, shivering with fear. Nathan Sawyer shuddered, "Brandon, luckily you got us out of the car; otherwise, we’d be a pile of mush."

"The car was crushed, under those conditions, getting out might be the only chance of survival."

"Thank you, Brandon Grayson," Serena Keaton said with a smile.

The road was almost clear, Elias Lancaster sat in the car, his headlights illuminating, ready to drive over to find people.

The headlights shone on the five people across the way, laughing and chatting.

Elias Lancaster’s eyes focused, and he immediately bolted out of the car.

He rushed straight to them, clutching Serena Keaton tightly, his voice hoarse, "Baby, you scared me to death."

"Brandon brought us to the other side, thank goodness we’re okay, otherwise I’d never see you again, Uncle."

Serena Keaton clung to Elias Lancaster, relieved to be alive.

"It’s all right."

Elias Lancaster murmured.

Serena Keaton felt a coolness on her neck, was Elias crying?

She cupped his face, kissing his eyes, kissing away his tears.

"I’m sorry, I’ll never leave you again."

Elias Lancaster kissed Serena Keaton, "Let’s go home."

Then he took Serena Keaton’s hand, leading the way to the car.

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief, everything was fine.

But they’d barely taken a few steps.

Serena Keaton collapsed.

Elias Lancaster reacted quickly, catching her falling body.

"Baby, what’s wrong?"