Sophia suddenly rushed out and stood between Michael and Quinton, blocking the former behind her while she pleaded, “Please let me talk to him, alright?”
Michael had no choice but to release his clenched fist and step to the side while glaring at Quinton.
She took two steps forward and stood in front of the man who had accompanied her for two years.
She never thought that he would actually come!
Back then, she had cruelly abandoned him and unhesitatingly left with Cooper. But now, he was actually willing to venture into such a dangerous place after listening to only her words.
Quinton took her into his embrace without saying anything.
He initially thought that he would never see her again for his whole life. When he learned of her injuries, he secretly sneaked into Cethos at great risk, but he’d never thought that he would receive her request for help so soon.
Looking at the two people hugging each other, Michael nearly rushed at them, but he restrained himself in the end.
Quinton embraced her, greedily wishing that he could hold on to her warmth for a longer time, but he suppressed his urge to do so. After a fleeting moment, he said to her, “Take me to her.”
Hearing that, she returned to her senses and brought him to the entrance of the building. Everyone gave way to them.
Cooper glared at Quinton, and the latter gave him a smug smile. “Mr. Michel, long time no see.”
Cooper clenched his teeth. If it weren’t for the fact that his granddaughter’s life was still in danger upstairs, he would have chopped him up into minced meat in a matter of minutes.
Quinton strode to the building while listening to Michael explaining about the situation upstairs. Justin suddenly sent them a message from above. “Celie is running out of patience. I can’t hold her back any longer!”
Justin’s words from the walkie talkie nearly made Sophia collapse. She subconsciously gripped on Quinton’s sleeve, making a crease on the immaculate black suit.
He took Michael’s walkie-talkie and instructed, “Tell her that we have dealt with the customs at the borders. I’m coming up there to confirm with her the path to leave the country.”
He then put down the walkie-talkie and spoke to Michael and Sophia behind him. “I will deal with this. Don’t go up there.” With that, he entered the building alone.
Sophia looked at him disappearing into the darkness at the end of the path while a complex feeling filled her heart.
Seconds later, tears streamed down her face. She gently threw herself into Michael’s embrace and cried desperately in his arms.
With Sophia in his arms, Michael raised his head and looked at the tenth floor, where a tiny red flower was swaying in the wind.
Quinton arrived at the tenth floor. He heard the sound of a child crying and adults quarrelling from afar.
“Don’t play any tricks. I will give you ten minutes—I want to see my plane!”
“Calm down, calm down, Celie. Your plane will be arriving soon. It will be here right away!”
“Sob—Daddy!”
“Carmen, come over here. Don’t go any further outside. Daddy will be here soon!”
Upon hearing the childish, helpless cry, Quinton involuntarily quickened his pace and arrived on the tenth floor. He gazed around and saw that in the tiny space barely illuminated by a simple bulb, a tiny body was sitting on the balcony. A rope was stretched from the balcony into the room with the other end stepped under Celine’s foot.
Quinton Clark! Upon seeing his face, Justin almost could not control his fist.
Thud! She finally fell asleep and collapsed onto the ground. She seemed to be soundly asleep.
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