I Became His Sweetheart

hapter 291 Extreme Weather

The mountain roads were difficult to drive on.

It began raining two hours after Jones Enterprise’s vehicles entered the mountain, and the rain was escalating into a storm.

The leading vehicle stopped on the road and informed the vehicles behind him, “Things are looking bad! We can’t drive on the roads ahead and can only walk.*.

“Miss Melanie, are you okay with that? Why don’t you return to the base camp and wait for our updates?” the leader asked.

Melanie looked up the mountain, and said, “We need all the help we can get. Don’t worry, | have experience walking on mountain roads.”

The leader nodded, and led everyone into the mountain with supplies on their backs. There were a total of six refreshment stations set up for this mountain race, and Quincy was assigned to the third one.

The roads between the third and fourth refreshment points were the most rugged, with many steep rocky cliffs that were impossible for vehicles to pass. Rocks and sand covered the roads with no canopy overhead whatsoever, providing no shelter for the bikers from the storm that was only getting heavier by the minute.

Melanie pulled out her phone, and hurriedly called Quincy before all signal was lost.

“I've brought everyone into the mountain. We'll do our best to send resources and rescue workers to the third and fourth stations. We're about to reach you soon!”

“Great! Please come quick, Miss Melanie. | won't be waiting for you here, though.” “Where are you going?” Melanie asked. “According to my calculations, the bikers in front are now stuck on the roads in between these two

refreshment stations. They’re stranded right there, and we have to go look for them right now. Any delay might result in a fatal accident!” Quincy exclaimed anxiously.

“Okay,” Melanie agreed with his course of action.

“We've rescued some bikers at the back along our journey here. They are currently safe and sound in our buses. Please watch out for safety! We're rushing over right now and should be ready to receive you and the bikers with supplies by the time you return.”

“Got it!” Quincy hung up.

Melanie looked up at the cold, pouring rain, which seemed to show signs of turning into hail. The temperature was gradually dipping, too.

“Why is it so cold?” she asked.

The leader asked, “Do you feel cold, Miss Melanie? Do you want to put on another set of thermal wear?”

Melanie shook her head. “I can take this. I’m just curious why the temperature dropped so much. The drop seems more drastic than what’s expected at high altitudes...”

The leader pulled out his outdoor thermometer, and was shocked when he saw the temperature registered on it. “Miss Melanie, you're right. I'm afraid we're encountering a rare case of extreme weather and a drastic drop in temperatures.....”

Melanie was wrapped up tight in her raincoat as she looked ahead of her. “Let’s pick up the pace, then. It's getting too tough on the bikers.”

With that, she walked faster and tried not to slow down the men in the team. After walking a distance, she and her team saw a small ridge right in front of them, with a blue fabric flapping wildly in the wind and rain.

“Go over and see if there’s anyone there.” Melanie instructed.

A few men walked over and surveyed the area before turning back to wave at them.

“There are people here!”Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Everyone ran over and worked together to pull out the people stuck in the ridge, which totaled to a shocking

six people.

“The refreshment station is up ahead. Why are you guys hiding in here?” Melanie asked, puzzled.

“We heard that the organizer didn’t provide any supplies and heating facilities at the refreshment stations, so it's pointless to go there. We'd rather reserve energy and hide out the storm here,” a biker said through shivers.

“Quick, take this raincoat and have some food,” Melanie said as she started distributing raincoats and

chocolates to the six of them. “We brought manpower and supplies with us. The refreshment station isn’t

going to be empty. Come with me.”

“Are you the organizers?” one of the bikers asked with tears brimming in his eyes as he ate.

“No. We are from Jones Enterprise, one of the sponsors. Come on.”

Melanie didn’t say anything further, and instead had her colleagues help the six bikers.who were nearly frozen trudge ahead. Mr. Smith stood poised behind them with his camera......

“Do you know how many people are ahead of you? My colleague estimated that there might still be some people near the next refreshment station,” Melanie asked as they walked on.

One of the bikers said in a hoarse and trembling voice, “We're considered rather ahead in the race, but as for the experts right in front... | think there might be over 20 of them... We ourselves are almost frozen... | can’t imagine the state they're in right now, having exerted more strength than we did and without any ridges ahead where they can hide from the storm... Would they already be...?”

Chapter 292 Stay Here, I'll Go