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Chapter 1226
Chapter 1226:
Outside the entrance, several reporters who had been waiting immediately took notice, hungry for any updates.
Some even cornered so-called insiders, and with the scraps of information they gathered, they added their own sensational spin to draw attention.
“The future wife of the CEO of Benton Group and a member of a European royal family have reportedly been missing for nearly twelve hours. Their whereabouts remain unknown, and it is suspected that they may have eloped p>
Without a doubt, following the publication of the marketing draft, the topic involving the names Annabel and Herman swiftly ascended to the top ten trending searches. Countless online users flocked to the comment section to express their opinions. Rupert’s devoted followers wasted no time in ridiculing Annabel, while many others held the couple’s relationship in high regard, leading to an immediate and fierce clash of perspectives.
“Annabel! Annabel p>
Having entered the scenic area, Rupert remained largely indifferent to the outside events. The tempest raged on and the rain poured relentlessly, stinging his face. He had dispatched several bodyguards to scour the area for Annabel and Herman.
The path ahead was slick with mud, and worry was etched deeply into Rupert’s features. He was genuinely fearful for Annabel’s safety, especially given the severe circumstances and treacherous environment. “Where are you, Annabel? Please answer if you can hear me!” He pressed forward, calling into the deepening gloom, but received no reply.
After finishing two bags of bread, Annabel and Herman finally felt their hunger subside. Herman leaned back against the cave wall, staring upward for a long moment before he spoke, his voice thoughtful. “Annabel, how long do you think we’ll be stuck here p>
“I don’t know…” Her voice was faint, drained of strength. After struggling relentlessly throughout the day, she was granted a moment’s respite. Overwhelming fatigue washed over her, but she knew she had to endure. The bitter cold made falling asleep an impossibility.
She stifled a yawn. “Perhaps tomorrow morning, when the scenic spot reopens. It’s closed now, and I fear no one will find us… Just hold on. Tomorrow, I’ll help you out and drive you to the hospital to have your ankle treated p>
An impenetrable darkness surrounded Margo, leaving her stranded and bewildered. She moved aimlessly, shrouded in an icy chill.
“Is anyone there?” Margo called out softly, but her words merely echoed back to her before dissolving into the oppressive silence.
Suddenly, she sensed footsteps approaching from behind. She spun around swiftly, only to find emptiness, which unsettled her even more. A tremor ran through her, compelling her to take a hesitant step back.
A faint rustling brushed Margo’s ears, making the hair on the back of her neck rise.
Almost on instinct, she bolted forward.
“Help! Help p>
She felt something closing in behind her, as if it could seize her at any moment. Terror squeezed her throat until her voice shook.
Then laughter and voices flooded the darkness.
Margo let out a piercing scream and collapsed to the ground.