Chapter 477
Chapter 477
Alicia turned around and ran back. In an instant, her eyes were flooded with tears.
She rushed over to Lovely Scent. The flames were so fierce that she couldn't even get through the door. She shouted, "Aunt Freya! Where are you?! Is there anyone who can help me? Please help me..."
She kept wailing as she tried to squeeze her way through while avoiding the flames inside.
It was at this moment that Freya, who continually evaded the flames and debris, immediately rushed towards the door as soon as she noticed Alicia. "Ally, you shouldn't be here! It's too dangerous. Leave now!"
"Don't get into your car. Someone has sabotaged it! Ahem, Ahem..."
"Just leave me!"
Freya pounced and continuously waved her hand as she shouted non-stop. The flames had separated them. Alicia dashed forward, but Freya frantically chased her away on the other side.
"Aunt Freya, give me your hand! I'll pull you out!"
"Remember Ally, don't drive your car! The store is filled with flammable materials and it's going to
explode soon. Go now!"
"No, Aunt Freya... I can't possibly leave you..."
She kept on extending her hand while evading the flames. Alicia tried to grab Freya's hand to pull her out. Instead, Freya reached out to her hand and spoke while she squeezed Alicia's hand tightly,
"I'm the one who got you into this trouble, Ally! You still have a long way ahead of you, so you should leave now! Don't worry about me.. I'm already injured, so it's impossible for me to escape. Please remember my words... Do not get into your car! Take care of yourself and get out of here this instance!"
"Ally, apart from that, please keep in mind that a piece of you will remain in this fire forever. Therefore, you must cherish the rest of your life and be aware of those dangerous people around you!"
"I want you to live on for me..."
Alicia couldn't bring herself to leave, so Freya determinedly pushed her as her leg was dragged on the ground. Freya's ring had fallen off her finger while Alicia tried to hang onto her hands.
"Run!"
Freya used all of her strength to push her out of the room. She then turned around and ran back in.
"Aunt Freya, don't do this!"
"Go now!"
Freya smiled as she glanced back then threw the bottle beside her onto the ground. She cried and screamed in agony while she climbed up. When Freya was about to extend her hand... Suddenly, there was a loud 'bang'. The explosion blasted Alicia away and the whole world was swirling in her sight. Before she passed out, there was a clear scent of gasoline.
"Gasoline?" She thought before she fainted.
The outburst wasn't an accident?
On the other hand, Chet had run a search for the car's number plate. He even explained the situation to Frederick in detail, and two more subordinates were also sent by Chet to handle the situation.
In the office, his phone suddenly rang as he was investigating the unknown vehicle. His heart pounded vigorously the moment he saw the number. It was the subordinate who Chet had just sent! Did something occur over there?
As soon as he answered the call, an urgent and confused voice came, "Something terrible has happened! Lovely Scent, the store, caught fire and there was an explosion. Miss Blanchard..."
Chet's vision was instantaneously blurred. He sprang out of his chair and asked, "What's her condition?"
"Our people have fainted on the grass, and Miss Blanchard... She might've been caught under the explosion! The flames are too fierce, and we can't seem to get in..."
Chet left hastily without acknowledging the subordinate's last few words.
When he arrived at the scene, the fire brigade was already there. Several people had helped to put out the fire as well. It wasn't long until everything was under control. However, the smoke was still permeating, and the surroundings descended into chaos... On the other side, the entire area was cordoned by the police.
The moment Frederick arrived, he almost fell to his feet at a single glance of the incident. His face was completely pale due to the turmoil around the
area.
"Fre... Frederick?"
Chet choked as he brought him up to his feet.
"She... Is she inside?" Frederick's eyes were fixed on the perfume store, and his voice seemed to be drifting.
Right then, two of his subordinates, who were knocked out earlier, came over.
They said, "I'm sorry Mr. Clements! We've been following Miss Blanchard all the time. Initially, she wasn't inside when the fire broke loose. Before I fainted, I caught a glimpse of her running inside We tried to stop her, but we were Knocked unconscious by someone, so..."
"So, you didn't see her go in, did you?" Frederick muttered. Suddenly, a glimmer of hope emerged in his heart.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.
"She should be alive if she wasn't caught in the explosion, right?" He thought.
"She's still alive, isn't she?!" He exclaimed.
He turned around and grabbed Chet by his collar, his eyes flushed red. He noticed Alicia's car out of the corner of his eyes.
Her car was there, yet she was
nowhere to be found. There was no
news regarding anyone who was
injured or sent to the hospital. The
fire came from the place where she often visited. That night, she was
gone.
still there, but now, she was gon
Deep down, Chet wasn't particularly optimistic of the situation.
That was the reason why he remained silent.
The incident was under control. The search and rescue personnel entered the store, and several people also rushed over.
The surrounding police officers who greeted Chet earlier immediately halted them in front of the police cordon as soon as they tried to approach the store.
"I'm sorry, but you can't go in for the time being. We're still uncertain about what had caused the fire so we can't allow you to tamper with the crime scene..."
Although the flames had turned everything to dust, the police were still insistent that the procedure could not be disrupted.
"Mr. Young, are there any casualties inside? What's going on inside there? We were really close to the owner of that store!"
Chet was the one who had asked the questions. On the other side, Frederick was still staring at Alicia's car. His whole body was perfectly still.
As the two were conversing with each other, a forensic pathologist, who was accompanied by an officer, came over.
"How is it? What's the situation like?"
As he shook his head, the forensic pathologist spoke up.
"There were casualties and large traces of highly flammable goods in there. The bodies are all in pieces due to the outbreak of the fire, and they're very much unrecognizable Currently, the number of casualties is still uncertain, but I found a ring attached to a charred finger, it seems like a woman who had a very high-grade diamond ring. The staff members are still collecting the rest..."
The forensic pathologist waved a bag in his hand while he spoke, in which there was a shiny diamond ring. With his eyes fixed onto it, Frederick grabbed it and held it tightly in his hand.
"Excuse me, what are you doing? This is evidence!"
Chet and the other subordinates hurried to stop them as soon as the staff members had made a move.
"Officer, this is Madam's wedding ring! Could you leave it with us first? We'll wholeheartedly cooperate with the investigation if you leave the ring with
us."
Chet quickly tried to ease the tension between the two of them. He pushed Frederick aside as he was afraid that he would be agitated and start attacking the medical personnel.
Meanwhile, after a long conversion between both sides, Chet finally signed a contract of agreement. He had to come up with multiple ways to persuade the officers to leave the ring behind for them.
Not long after, the search-and-rescue personnel had all evacuated. There was nothing left in the burnt down store other than a pile of ashes. Frederick stood still at a single spot and stared intently at the ring. Not a drop of tears was shed by him. He seemed to have lost his entire sanity. No words were uttered from his mouth, and he merely held the ring tightly in his hands.
When everyone left, the whites of his eyes had noticeably faded. He didn't move a single muscle at all. Chet quickly gathered the news sent from all corners, and even negotiated with the blockader on the other side in various aspects:
"Frederick..."