Chapter 733

He remembered Briony had recently bought a Land Rover, though Crystal was usually the one driving it.

"Where are the rescue crews?"

"Yeah, there's someone in that car! I thought I heard a woman calling for help just a minute ago."

Stewart's heart sank. He quickly pulled out his phone and dialed Briony's number, but the call wouldn't go through.

His nerves stretched taut, he tried calling Xenia Cooper. This time, she answered almost immediately.

"Where's Briony?" he demanded.

"Didn't she head down the mountain ages ago?" Xenia's voice was laced with disdain. "Relax, Stewart, I didn't touch a hair on your precious darling's head. I even gave her our agreement. Thanks for your hard work these past few weeks, but I'm unilaterally ending our partnership. You haven't broken the contract. You can go back to your Briony now."

Stewart had no time for agreements. He just needed to know Briony was safe.

"When did she leave?"

"About ten minutes ago. Don't tell me you're on your way here?"

"I'm on the road up. There's been a landslide, and I can't reach her!"

"A landslide?" Xenia said. "Wow, she can't be that unlucky, can she?" "Xenia Cooper, tell me, what kind of car was she in today?"

"A Land Rover. That girl, Crystal, was with her."

A Land Rover...

It really was a Land Rover.

Stewart's mind went completely blank. He hung up the phone abruptly, tossed his umbrella aside, and sprinted toward the mound of mud and rock that had buried the vehicle.

"Hey! What are you doing? Don't go over there, it's dangerous!"

Someone grabbed his arm, but Stewart shoved him away.

Ignoring everyone's warnings, he scrambled onto the mudslide and began digging with his bare hands. But the mud was thick and heavy. No matter how hard he clawed, he couldn't reach the car.

Only a corner of the vehicle was visible. As the rain washed over it, the license plate was revealed.

The moment Stewart saw the number, something inside him snapped.

He went berserk, digging with

renewed, frantic energy. The other

drivers tried to

to reason with him, but

in

he was beyond listening. In this weather, no one dared to risk their own life to join him especially not to digiv with their bare hands. No one was willing to share his madness.

Stewart dug like a man possessed, his head bowed against the storm, shouting Briony's name over and over until his voice grew hoarse and choked with sobs.

He had just snatched her back from the jaws of death. Xenia had finally agreed to let him go... Why? Why now, of all times?

"Bryn, you have to hold on! I'll get you out, I swear I'll get you out!"

Someone couldn't bear to watch any longer and tried to pull him back by the arm. Stewart spun around and threw the person off, roaring like a cornered animal. His face, pale and a mask of

streaked with rain, wan

agony as he screamed for everyone to get away.

In a car parked a short distance away, Briony sat in the passenger seat, watching Stewart lose control in the downpour. He was still digging Despite his breakdown, despite his despair, he hadn't stopped for a second.

The night was dark, but in that moment, she could see the pain etched on his face

with perfect clarity. Rain hammered against the car, and the windshield wipers swished frantically back and forth.

Xenia Cooper, holding the steering wheel, glanced over at her. "Briony, you should burn this image of him into your memory."

Briony's eyelashes trembled.