Chapter 902 Antonio, Get Out!
The assistant felt a chill down his spine upon hearing this, "Mr. Thompson..."
The child was indeed a premature baby, inherently weak. Guadalupe wouldn't really want to...
"What, you think I would kill her?" Guadalupe glanced at him coldly, his eyes bloodshot from several sleepless nights, exuding a chilling aura like a vampire. "Arrange for a doctor to follow, we're heading back to Avaloria!"
That night, a private jet flew from the northwest to Avaloria Besides the normal passengers, it carried a baby in an incubator and a nearly charred corpse.
Even Guadalupe hadn't expected that the corpse he stubbornly took away wasn't really Francis.
Since arriving in the northwest, Francis had been preparing for a fake death.
Guadalupe's sudden arrival only forced him to advance his plan.
Francis had already secretly contacted Roy, instructing him to keep an eye on his movements. As soon as he sent a message to Roy, the fake death plan would be executed.
When Francis went to meet Guadalupe alone, the time in the car was enough for him and Roy to make arrangements.
He knew Guadalupe would definitely take him away, and the cliff was a necessary route.
Everything developed as planned. Roy prepared a corpse and an old car, and when Francis jumped off the cliff, he successfully escaped.
Although the plan succeeded, Francis still got injured. After all, jumping off a cliff, even with a perfect plan, was a gamble, showing his determination to escape from Guadalupe.
Roy didn't dare to delay for a second and quickly sent him to a pre-arranged private hospital for treatment, using a fake identity.
"Doctor! How is he?!" He saw the doctor coming out of the emergency room and nervously grabbed him.
The doctor took off his mask, "The patient is not in life-threatening condition, but he has internal bleeding and is temporarily unconscious. He'll be fine once he wakes up."
Roy let out a heavy sigh of relief and repeatedly thanked the doctor.
Later, Francis was transferred to the intensive care unit and woke up a week later.
Looking at the pale ceiling, a moment of confusion flashed in his eyes. He glanced around the ward and finally said hoarsely, "Roy..."
The man napping beside him was startled by the sound and quickly raised his head. "Mr. Valencia, you're finally awake!"
He was almost moved to tears and immediately pressed the call button for the doctor.
Francis looked very pale, but his vigilant gaze never relaxed. His weak voice trembled slightly, "Did we... succeed?"
"Yes!" Roy gave him a definite answer, unable to hide his excitement.
"Guadalupe has already taken the corpse back to Avaloria and has paused the investigation here. You are now safe!"
"That's... great!" The breath Francis had been holding finally released, as if reborn.
It took a while for his excitement to calm down. Maybe because the gloom in his heart had dissipated, he looked much better than before and said hoarsely, "But don't let your guard down for now, stay vigilant."
In case Guadalupe came back, everything would be in vain.
Roy solemnly said, "I understand, don't worry."
"By the way..." Francis suddenly remembered something else, "Is Ryan okay?"
"Yes, he was just frightened and fainted, no external injuries."
"That's good..."
Now that everything was over, he should have been safe following Antonio and Sarah.
Francis completely relaxed and asked, "How are Antonio and Sarah?"
"They... they came when you jumped off the cliff. Sarah was probably shocked and gave birth prematurely to a daughter. She's very healthy, and Antonio is now taking care of her in the hospital."
Neither Roy nor Francis knew that the news they heard was just a smokescreen released by Antonio.
The fact that Eden was kidnapped had been completely sealed off by Antonio, and no one outside knew or could find out anything unusual.
"Good..." Francis said.
"Mr. Valencia, what should we do next?"
Francis's expression became serious. "Get discharged as soon as possible and leave here."
This place was not safe for long.
He would need to live incognito for at least a year or two until Guadalupe completely gave up the investigation, then found an opportunity to meet Antonio in person.
In another hospital, Antonio's stern face looked even more haggard. In just a week, the once high-spirited man seemed like a different person, desolate and full of hostility.
James had rushed over a week ago and immediately started investigating, working tirelessly.
"Mr. Valencia." He walked quickly, bringing the only piece of news in a week.
"The police have searched all the surveillance around the hospital and found a suspicious vehicle, but... it was a car with fake plates. It was eventually found in an abandoned auto repair shop, and the trail went cold." The more he spoke, the lower his voice became.
The atmosphere in the ward seemed frozen, making it hard to breathe.
The man sitting there had frost in his eyes, with dark circles under his eyes, looking grim and somber.
After a long time, he spoke in a hoarse voice, "Where's Francis?"
"Mr. Francis Valencia..." James looked at his figure shrouded in mist and lowered his head in sympathy, "My condolences."
Antonio clenched his fists tightly, closed his eyes, feeling a storm brewing inside him. When he spoke again, his voice was dark and trembling with restraint, "Where... is he?"
"I asked the rescue team at the time, Mr. Francis Valenciahas had already... been cremated."
And the information Antonio got was also fabricated by Guadalupe.
Antonio nodded and said no more.
He remembered Sarah saying that all this was part of Francis's plan, and that he would be fine.
He believed her.
Antonio's gaze shifted to the woman still sleeping on the hospital bed. Seeing this, James tactfully left the ward.
"Sarah..." Antonio's Adam's apple moved, holding her hand tightly. A low, restrained voice escaped his lips, filled with pain.
"I'm sorry, I haven't found Eden yet..."
"Please wake up, okay?"
"I'm... about to reach my limit."
"Please, wake up, Sarah..."
The tall man leaned over the bed, placing her hand on his lips, kissing it repeatedly, his low murmurs filled with sorrow. Tears finally rolled uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes.
Perhaps the heat of his tears burned the woman's skin. Her brows furrowed, and her fingers moved involuntarily.
Antonio paused, then couldn't contain his joy. "Sarah!"
His lips trembled as he called her cautiously, "Honey... are you awake?"
Sarah frowned in discomfort, instinctively trying to shake off the hand holding hers, but it was held tightly. After struggling for a while, she couldn't bear it anymore and opened her eyes.
What she saw was a sea of white, blending with the chaos in her mind.
"Honey... I knew you would be okay!" Antonio couldn't contain his excitement, kissing her hand repeatedly, the emptiness in his heart finally filled a bit.
He pressed the call button, his gentle voice as if afraid to scare her. "How do you feel? The doctor will be here soon."
The confusion in Sarah's eyes gradually faded. She turned to look at the man in front of the bed, her entire being falling into a state of panic and helplessness, "Antonio? Why are you here? Don't touch me! Get out!"
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