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The screen shed the name Sienna.
Jean was momentarily dazed.
Finished
She suddenly remembered, <i>after </i><i>I </i>came out of the tunnel <i>yesterday</i>, <i>the </i>crew had finally <i>returned </i><i>my </i>phone. But <i>the </i>battery was dead, and no one could reach me…
What had happened yesterday had dominated all the headlines. <i>There </i>was no way that Sienna and Dominic hadn’t seen it.
<i>They </i>must have <i>tried </i>to reach <i>me </i>right away, but with my phone out <i>of </i><i>battery</i>, <i>they </i><i>couldn’t </i>get <i>through</i><i>. </i><i>In </i>the end, they had no choice but to call Easton.
<i>It </i>was <i>the </i>first time in a long time that Easton, who had lived <i>alone </i><i>for </i>years, <i>had </i>received a call from his family…
He gave them a <i>brief </i>exnation, told them <i>not </i>to worry, and said he would take me back to his apartment to look after me.
Now, with <i>my </i><i>phone </i><i>fully </i>charged, Sienna’s <i>call </i>finally came through
Jean answered and spoke in a slightly nasal tone, “Hello, Mom…”
“Jean, Sienna’s voice was as soft as ever, “how are you feeling now? Did you sleep wellst night?”
Jean yawned. “I slept great.”
She chuckled softly. “Easton’s ce is nice. It’s cozy here. I feel pretty good.”
Sienna couldn’t help but smile. “Then I’m relieved.”
At the same time, a wave of <b>bitterness </b>stirred in her heart.
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Come to think <i>of </i><i>it</i>, <i>I</i><i>, </i><i>as </i>Easton’s mother, had never <i>even </i>been to his apartment.
The Ginger <i>family </i>had long since scattered. Everyone was distant and cold to each <i>other</i>. As <i>the </i>matriarch, <i>I </i>had <i>tried </i>to keep <i>the </i><i>family </i>together, <i>but </i><i>I’d </i>been powerless.
But now… things <i>felt </i>different.
<i>Jean </i>had be more open, more <i>joyful</i>.
<i>Her </i>transformation <i>had </i>created a ripple effect.
<i>I </i>had reconnected <i>with </i><i>both </i>Easton and Samuel <i>after </i>such a long time. <i>And </i><i>I </i><i>had </i><i>also </i><i>finally </i>seen through
Matheo.
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“Oh right, Jean,” Sienna added as if she remembered something, “Dominic is flying abroad this morning. He left already. He told me to ask if you wanted anything from there. He’ll bring it back for you when he gets back. He’s going to a country called Northara”
Northara?
Jean’s eyes widened in shock.
<i>If </i><i>I </i>remembered the novel correctly, this part of the plot had been described in great detail<i>. </i>Dominic flew to Northara on a private airne to meet with clients for business talks.
But unexpectedly, the airne <i>is </i><i>involved </i><i>in </i>a serious ident near Northara’s airspace<i>. </i>
It is a serious ident.
The pilot suddenly lost control of the airne, and the airne crashed into a dense rainforest.
Miraculously, everyone on board survived.
But tragically<i>, </i>they were stranded in this vast, uninhabited tropical forest.
Dominic’s leg was crushed in the crash. He and <i>the </i>others were <i>forced </i>to survive in the wilderness…
<i>It </i>wasn’t until about two weekster that a rescue team finally found and rescued them.
<i>However</i>, <i>due </i>to dyed treatment, <i>Dominic’s </i><i>leg </i><i>injury </i><i>became </i>permanent.
I always thought that this, along with emotional trauma, was a major reason <i>for </i>his eventual descent <i>into </i>darkness.
<i>He </i>had once been <i>perfect</i>, on top of <i>everything</i><i>. </i><i>But </i>suddenly <i>he </i><i>was </i><i>left </i>with a disability. <i>The </i>contrast was
too harsh.
<i>Over </i><i>time</i>, psychological problems umted. <i>The </i>darkness in <i>his </i>heart grew <i>until </i><i>it </i>consumed <i>him</i>.
And the ident?
It wasn’t an ident.
Someone had tampered with <i>the </i>jet.
<i>Dominic </i><i>found </i>out <i>through </i>an investigation after he <i>was </i>rescued.
But he never found out who did <i>it</i>.
The novel never revealed the culprit.
It became a mystery <i>without </i>an answer, a case forever unsolved.
“Mom!” lean clutched her phone her eyebrows furrowed “Has he boarded the ne vet<b>?</b><b>” </b>
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Jean’s voice had suddenly be urgent and worried, confusing her. “What’s wrong, Jean? He boarded a while ago. It’s our family’s private airne…
Jean closed her eyes quickly <b>and </b>let out a helpless <b>sigh</b>.
It was toote.
At <i>first</i>, I had only wanted to <i>focus </i><i>on </i>myself, to <i>stop </i>caring <i>about </i><i>the </i><i>fate </i><i>of </i>others. I had no desire to interfere in anyone else’s <i>life</i>.
<i>But </i>after living with the Gingers <i>for </i><i>so </i>long, I wasn’t heartless.
I had felt Dominic’s warmth. His concern had been genuine.
So now, I couldn’t just stand <i>by </i>and <i>do </i>nothing.
I want to save him<i>. </i>I want to prevent this disaster.
But Dominic was already on the airne. There isn’t much time
left.
“Mom. I have to go. Talkter.” Jean quickly ended the call and dialed Dominic’s number.
She bit her lip anxiously, waiting for him to answer.
But his phone was off.
He’d probably turned it off after boarding, like he always did.
Jean’s face fell. Her eyes darkened in frustration.
Am <i>I </i><i>really </i>going to have <i>to </i>watch this happen without <i>doing </i>anything?
No!
Jean jumped out of bed, quickly freshened up and changed clothes, and then rushed out of the guest room.
Easton sat at the dining table, eating breakfast and watching TV.
Jean nced over and saw that the breakfast was still in takeout boxes, probably something Easton had his agent buy again.
<i>The </i>guy really couldn’t cook.
“You’re up?” Easton turned his eyes from the screen to her. His hair was a little disheveled, and he ware loose loungewear. Despite his beauty, there was a rxed, boyish charm about him. “I was just about to call you down for breakfast in five minutes.”
He smiled, the morning sunlight making the curve of his lips even more dazzling.
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But Jean suddenly interrupted him, her tone worried. “Easton, I want to go home. Right now.”
Easton paused, a flicker of emotion crossing his deep eyes.
There was a fleeting trace of disappointment, but his lips still wore that easy, careless smile.
“What’s wrong<b>?</b>”
He kept smiling, though his tone was a bit stiff.
“Didn’t you sleep well here? Why the rush?”