From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables-Chapter 843 - 418 Lesson_1

Chapter 843: 418 Lesson_1

Virginia Frost stared intently at the river beneath the bridge, “Give me a little more time. Once I’m sure about Edward’s safety, I will immediately go to see Mr. Lewis.”

Madon Linggo stated gravely, “Madam Frost, Mr. Lewis’s exact words were for you to see him immediately. Please don’t put me in a difficult position.”

Virginia Frost gripped the icy bridge railing tightly and said harshly, “I will explain myself to Mr. Lewis. It’s not your place to tell me what to do.”

Madon Linggo raised an eyebrow, glancing at his watch, “No more than fifteen minutes.”

Virginia Frost almost angrily yelled, “Where’s the rescue team?”

Bartlett Parker wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and jogged over, “They’re on the way, almost here.”

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Subsequently, the blaring noise of fire truck sirens echoed non-stop, shattering the silence of the night. The entire city’s rescue and police forces were virtually mobilized.

Public distress was widespread.

Belen Philbert stole a moment to look at her phone, her face suddenly grave. She quickly walked to Virginia Frost, “Madam, something’s happened.”

She held the screen of her phone up to Virginia Frost. Atop the hot search chart, her name was right next to Nicholas Drake’s and Aubree Groove’s, followed by endless explosive posts.

Not only was Pethkids sleepless tonight, so was the entire country.

Seeing the trending search, Virginia Frost didn’t seem as out of control. Perhaps in comparison with Nicholas Drake’s uncertain fate, having her pseudonym exposed and becoming the target of the public didn’t seem too hard to accept.

Virginia Frost couldn’t even muster the energy to curse the useless bunch from the ninth division. She took one look and shifted her gaze back, staring at the surging river beneath the bridge, her eyes glowing with painful anxiety.

As time slipped away, the rescue team dispatched a large number of boats and members for a widespread search. The bright lights on the river surfaces only heightened the anxiety in Virginia Frost’s heart.

The depth of the Bridoria River was unpredictable, winding from inland Pethkids into the sea, especially during the height of winter at night when the river water surged, the flow rapid, not to mention the temperatures dropping to freezing.

The current situation did indeed appear dangerous.

The swift current of the Bridoria River, meeting the sea, made two people falling into the water feel like lonely boats in the ocean, small and insignificant. Given the extreme cold weather conditions, the chances of survival greatly reduced.

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Fifteen minutes quickly passed. The rescue team had no news, perhaps no news was the best news.

However, Madon Linggo didn’t give her time to wait and intensified his tone, “Madam, please do not keep Mr. Lewis waiting.”

Virginia Frost shot him a cold glance, “Give me a little more time…”

“The orders I received were to take you to see Mr. Lewis immediately. If you do not cooperate, Madam, I’m afraid I’ll have to resort to force,” Madon Linggo flexed his wrist.

Belen Philbert immediately stepped in front of Virginia Frost.

Virginia Frost walked out from behind her, took one last look at the river, “You stay here and wait for news on Edward. I will go with him.”

“I’m sorry, Madam, but your assistant also needs to cooperate with the investigation.”

Virginia Frost furrowed her brow, glanced at Belen Philbert, and nodded, “Let’s go.”

Belen Philbert, her eyes flashing, obediently followed Virginia Frost and left.

But just as Madon Linggo was about to turn around, Belen Philbert suddenly jumped over the railing and from the bridge.

Virginia Frost shouted out, “Belen…you foolish girl, Edward is important, but so is your life…”

Madon Linggo gave a cold laugh, “Madam, having such a loyal subordinate is either a blessing or a curse.”

Virginia Frost wiped her tears, “That girl always acts without thinking. I hope both she and Edward come out unscathed.”

Bartlett Parker tried to make himself as small as possible to avoid attention, but Madon Linggo’s gaze ultimately landed on him.

“Mr. Parker, let’s go.”

Bartlett Parker shivered involuntarily. He glanced at Virginia Frost, cursing his luck internally, but obediently followed Virginia Frost.

Belen Philbert was clever, escaping first. He had been racking his brain trying to figure out how to avoid being the scapegoat.

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The river water was bone-chillingly cold, the pressure from all sides like the gnashing teeth of a demon, instantly crushing a person to pieces.

Young Lady White sank to the bottom of the river, swept along with the rapid currents towards the unfathomable depths.

In the dense underwater pressure, a soft sigh slipped away soundlessly.

She grabbed onto the young man’s wrist, the young man opened his eyes underwater, saw her, and a smile spread across his face.

Below the water was a deep and endless darkness, a black so oppressive it made one despair. He saw her crescent moon eyes.

Clear, tender, emanating a glow that couldn’t be extinguished even in the deepest darkness.

That was the unending light, the only hope in his desperate and bleak life.