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Chapter 1522

    “Ginger noticed, Dr.Fordham.It''s not safe here.Let''s get out of here, fast!" Vance urged Olivia.


    She threw a bottle at him.


    "Here''s the antidote.Wake everyone up.There''s only one way out of the vige.They haven''t gone


    far.Protect Mr.Sean at all costs."


    Avery sent help.


    It would take at least 30 minutes before they arrived by helicopter.


    “Understood."


    Vance and Vanta woke everyone up.


    Reginald shook his head, trying to shake off the dizziness.


    * Wasn''t I texting my wife? Why did I fall asleep? Oh, I feel dizzy."


    Before this, they would sleep through the night and wake up after the drug wore off.


    Thus, there was no abnormality.


    Now that someone woke them up by force, their body couldn''t get used to it.


    "Mr.Lind, Ginger took Mr.Sean away.We have to go after them."


    "Dr.Fordham, are you talking in your dream? Ginger''s been dead for many years.Only her bones are


    left in this world.She—"


    "She and her family staged their deaths.While you were asleep, I dug up their coffins to make sure of it.


    "She disguised as Mrs.Powell to take Mr.Sean away.He could be in danger," she recounted.


    It was too much for him to take in, so he couldn''t react in time.


    She urged, "Okay, enough with the exnation.We don''t have time for this.Bring some men with you


    and go after them."


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    “What about you?"


    “I''ll take some men with me to check the vige.If she doesn''t have an aplice, it''ll be difficult for


    her to move a grown man, especially since she has a problem walking.


    “They may be still hiding within the vige.I''ve told Mr.Avery about it.Help will arrive soon.


    "There''s no time to waste.Hurry up, get moving!"


    She shoved him into the car.


    Vance said anxiously, "Dr.Fordham, if she has an aplice, it''s too dangerous for you to look for her


    in the vige."


    “If she has made early preparations, going after them isn''t safe as well.It''s highly likely to find her within


    the vige."


    Olivia looked at Willow, the trump card.


    Countless snakes, rodents, and insects lived in the mountains.


    If there was danger, Olivia could take the enemies by surprise with a counterattack.


    "Willow, could you track Mr.Sean''s whereabouts?"


    Willow made a gesture.


    ''Yes, but I will need his belongings.’ “That''s easy."


    Olivia scooped the jacket on the bed and cut out a few pieces of the inner fabric.


    Willow fished out her flute and blew it.


    The whistle rounded up the dogs within the vige.


    She ced the fabric on the ground so that the dogs could sniff it.


    The previous rodent tsunami had already blown Vance''s and Vanta''s minds away, but it paled in


    comparison with what they were witnessing right now.


    Willow was manipting the dogs to track down Sean! Not even the scriptwriters would write this kind


    of absurdity for telenovs! Then, the dogs ran away.


    Vance gulped.


    "Will this work?"


    “Dogs have a better sense of smell than us.If Ginger is still in the vige, we''ll definitely find her.I have


    a hunch..."


    “What is it?"


    “Ginger took Sean away in the heat of the moment.It''s not in the mastermind''s n.


    "If she wanted to kill Sean, the best time to do it was a while ago.Why would she take a disabled


    person away?"


    “That is true, but she staged her death that year.I can''t figure out what she''s thinking."


    “Maybe she had no choice," said Olivia meaningfully.


    Ginger cried and bore hostility toward Olivia, indicating that she still loved Sean.


    This was the best Olivia could ask for.If she could catch Ginger, it would be easy to find out who the


    mastermind was.
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