My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 388

Although it was still dark outside, the wind and snow gradually stopped.

They held hope when they heard the car noise coming from outside of the hotel. "Thank god, the rescue team is finally here."

The binoculars were placed in the suite on the upper floor. However, there were no joyful looks on Charles and the others' faces when they came down.

Christina walked quickly towards them. "Didn't you see the car?"

Charles stood in the middle of the lobby on the first floor and looked at the anxious crowd around him. He raised his head and said loudly, trying to let everyone hear his voice.

"There are three cars parked in the area to the west side of the mountain."

"But they're too far away. The headlights aren't bright enough, and the binoculars can't see that far. I recognized the hotel logo on the cars."

In other words, the cars were not from the rescue team.

Charles was calm, and he added, "I think they are the repairing cars we sent but got lost later."

Everyone looked disappointed.

Everyone was talking at the same time. Only pieces of conversations could be picked up, "They're not here to save us."

"No one will come. The furniture is burned out. Without food, we will die here soon." The desperate voices rose again.

"Everyone, be quiet!"

Charles felt annoyed. He rushed over and pushed a copper knight beside him to the ground. After hearing the sound, everyone stopped complaining.

The room became quiet. No one was making a sound.

Charles looked at the crowd with burning eyes and talked to them, "I do have two good news."

"Although the cars we found are not from the rescue team, it is not a piece of bad news either. The hotel repair team has a satellite phone. I can use the satellite phone to ask my friend for help. My friend has connections with the military, and we will be rescued soon."

"Secondly, the wind and snow had slowed down a bit. The weather is not as terrible as we thought, and it will get better soon."

Charles was trying to cheer them up, so he only told them about the bright side.

At least they won't be too desperate.

Christina pulled Charles to the corner and whispered to him using the language others couldn't understand, "Is there anything wrong?"

"The snowstorm did slow down, and the repair team also had a satellite phone, but," Charles lowered his voice, "It's strange that all three cars were parked with their lights on, but they didn't move."

"We thought that now the storm has stopped, we could go out to them."

Charles and the others were discussing who should go out and how to do it.

"We can't go on foot. It's too slow."

Someone suggested, "Without a car, the easiest way to go down the hill is to use a skateboard."

"It's too dangerous at night."

"We still have a few high-power torches to light up the road. We can pick the ones who can ski. There's nothing else we can do now. I think those cars were parked there because they were in an accident. We can't all wait here to die. We have to go to look for the satellite phone."

Christina listened to their discussion. She thought for a while and took a step forward. "I can go."

Before she could finish her sentence, Charles immediately pushed her behind him. "I'll go."

Christina looked at him and said. "I'm better at skiing."