She Left She Thrived She’s Worth Billions novel Chapter 291

“Where’s Melanie?”

Bryant’s face was grim, his eyes glaring at Dominic.

“You’re Melanie’s husband, and you’re asking me where she is? I’ll tell you—I have no idea!”

Bryant unleashed nearly all his fury on Dominic.

He had assumed that even if he couldn’t get to Melanie, Dominic would have.

Having known them for so long, Bryant had noticed that Melanie and Dominic were a couple who seemed close on the surface but were actually distant.

But no matter how distant, a husband and wife were still a husband and wife.

During a crisis like a fire, he couldn’t believe Dominic would just abandon Melanie.

And yet…

Bryant’s furious gaze swept past Dominic to Evelyn and Lila, who were standing not far behind him.

Evelyn and Lila were both there.

Only Melanie was missing.

Bryant’s fists clenched, the veins on the back of his hands bulging.

“Melanie was taken to the medical bay because she saved your daughter! I thought she was with you!”

Dominic’s mind was reeling as well.

If Melanie wasn’t with Bryant, then…

Where was she now?

At the same time, Dominic and Bryant’s eyes traveled up the crowded gangway toward the ship.

“Could Melanie still be on the ship?!”

They blurted out in unison, their faces pale with shock.

Just then, a dark figure rushed past them.

On the gangway, everyone was desperately running down, but one person was fighting his way up.

He moved with incredible speed, an unstoppable force.

“The ship’s on fire! It’s too dangerous, you can’t go in!”

A crew member and a firefighter joined forces to block the man who was striding up the gangway.

Inside the ship's cabin.

Otherwise, even if she wasn't burned alive, she would pass out from the smoke and die of carbon monoxide poisoning.

The door had a common lock with an exposed core.

Not caring about anything else, she decided to take a long shot.

She snapped a thin metal wire from the medical cart, wedging it into the lock and twisting with all her might.

Beads of sweat poured down her face as she tensed every muscle, feeling like she was about to snap.

With a click, the door opened!

A wave of black smoke billowed toward her, and the intense heat of the raging fire felt like it was melting one side of her face.

She had just stumbled out of the medical bay when she fell into someone’s arms.

It was a strong, warm, and reliable embrace.

An embrace she recognized.

Her consciousness finally gave out. Just before she was plunged into darkness, Melanie thought she saw—

A face carved from granite, its sharp lines familiar yet blurred by grime and smoke.

He wasn't the pristine man she remembered.