Under the Heiress' Facade

A chilling scream pierced the air behind the main house, startling the forest birds and sending shivers down Stephen and Nathan's spines.Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

The scream echoed for what felt like an eternity before abruptly ceasing. Soon after, Aaron emerged from behind the house and vigorously wiped his hands with a handkerchief, looking disgusted.

Following closely behind him, two special forces dragged Eric out. Despite appearing unharmed, his expression was vacant, starkly contrasting his previously defiant demeanor just minutes earlier.

Stephen swallowed hard, struggling to comprehend how Aaron could have so thoroughly shattered Eric's spirit in such a short span of time. "Bernard, he said Ms. Youngworth had fled into the deep mountains," Aaron reported to Bernard.

Bernard checked his watch.

"Five minutes. That's progress."

Aaron replied, "Still not as swift as your three-minute record, though."

Bernard had once extracted crucial information from an FBI spy in just three minutes.

Stephen's eyes widened in disbelief. Three minutes? What sort of hellish interrogation technique could have achieved that?

"Search the mountains. No matter what it takes, find her before nightfall!" Bernard ordered coldly.

"Yes, sir!" the team chorused in response.

Aaron then led a team of special forces, accompanied by search dogs, into the depths of the mountains.

Meanwhile, Bernard remained at the main house, clenching his fist. Hera feared the dark, and he was determined to bring her back before night descended.

"Bernard, all signal jammers are in place," Douglas said through the earpiece.

"Alright," Bernard replied and turned to board the awaiting helicopter.

As it flew toward the mountains, Bernard activated two laptops. One displayed 12 surveillance feeds from different angles. He inserted a USB drive on the other laptop and swiftly typed commands. Lines of code rapidly scrolled across the black Screen.

Meanwhile, an alert blared across the screen in the satellite monitoring office at Meridian's military aviation base, jolting the night shift into action.

"UTA-224 is under attack again! Brace for impact!"

"Is it Raven again? He was here yesterday, and now he's back?"

"Track his location!"

"The intrusion point matched yesterday's, but the method's different. Looks like S's work." "That doesn't fucking matter right now! Just stop them! He's altering the satellite's trajectory!" "They must be a team!"

"Seriously. Can't they find someone else to mess with instead of hitting the same target?"

While that happened, Hera gathered dry branches to set up a fire to last the night. As she was located deep in the mountains, she planned to leave at dawn.

Suddenly, the roar of helicopters filled the air. It was not just one, but several, drawing closer.

Unsure if they were friend or foe, she darted into the nearest bushes, only to lose her balance and tumble down.