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Chapter 295 She’s at the Lloyds‘ 

He left her for dead in the mountains? The one person I cherish. The one I’d never even raise my voice towards? 

Just the very thought of the young girl, lying amidst the rugged mountains, her life ebbing away, left Jordan gasping for breath. 

His usual calm shattered, replaced by a tempest of fury. His fists clenched with such ferocity that his knuckles turned white. Grabbing Xavier’s collar with a force that almost lifted him off the ground, Jordan’s rage erupted in another brutal strike. 

Ivan, standing nearby, was paralysed by the scene unfolding before him. Never had he witnessed Mr. Burnett in such a state of wrath. Though stern with his brothers, physical violence had never been his recourse. But this time, Mr. Xavier had indeed transgressed too far. 

As Xavier reeled from the blows, nearing collapse, Mr. Burnett’s rage showed no signs of abating. His fist. raised once more, was poised for another strike, compelling Ivan to intervene swiftly. 

“Mr. Burne 

“Mr. Burnett, I beseech you, cease this at once. If you continue, you may very well end Mr. Xavier’s life.” 

The implication was unmistakable. Persisting could result in Xavier’s death. 

Yet, Xavier seemed indifferent to his agony. Even after Jordan halted his assault, Xavier coughed weakly. blood staining his lips, and murmured, Jordan… end it now. I have no desire… to live…” 

eyes, 

His reflecting a profound despair, conveyed a sense of finality that sent chills through Ivan. Xavier appeared resigned to his fate. 

Jordan, staring at the suffering Xavier, his fist still clenched, his eyes blazing, spoke through gritted teeth, “Bind him and head to the mountains. I want her found, alive or… 

He trailed off. 

“If you fail to find her, none shall return!” 

Ivan responded immediately, “Yes, Mr. Burnett.” 

In the mountains, a relentless search unfolded. Countless individuals scoured the terrain on foot, accompanied by hundreds of search dogs. Drones and helicopters filled the skies, their mechanical hums echoing through the valleys.. 

Jordan followed Xavier to the spot where Milly had last been seen, now ominously vacant. The once blood–stained ground had been somewhat cleansed by the rain, yet the faint scent of iron lingered in the 

air. 

Xavier stared at the empty space, his voice a mere whisper, “Milly 

Jordan, fighting against the tide of fear rising within him, struggled to maintain his composure, his heart heavy with dread. 

Fury and terror would not avail him now. Only through calm and collected thought could a solution be wrought. As Jordan surveyed the surrounding landscape, he noted the terrain, though seemingly flat, was cloaked in dense vegetation, with a steep incline nearby. 

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How, then, had Milly vanished from this place? 

In the midst of these contemplations, Jordan’s phone chimed persistently in his pocket. Engrossed in deciphering the clues before him, he initially ignored the call. Yet the insistent ringing drew his attention. and he retrieved the device. 

Hansel? 

What business could the Lloyds have with him at this critical juncture? There had been no recent dealings between the Burnetts and the Lloyds, and their relationship lacked the familiarity for casual calls. Could this be connected to Milly? 

Not willing to overlook any possibility, Jordan answered, “Hello, Mr. Lloyd.” 

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Hansel’s gentle voice came through the receiver, “Mr. Burnett, I apologise for the interruption. I have heard that you are currently engaged in an extensive search for Ms. Burnett?” 

Jordan’s gaze narrowed in suspicion. 

How could Hansel be aware of the search? 

He had ventured out discreetly to locate Milly, hoping to avoid unnecessary attention. So how did he become privy of thist 

“Mr. Lloyd, you seem to be well–informed. I am indeed searching for someone, and time is of the essence. If you have information, please be direct. I cannot afford to waste time.” 

Hansel’s soft chuckle conveyed a mood of light–heartedness, “Mr. Burnett, your directness is appreciated. Allow me to be candid. 

“The mountain where Ms. Burnett was undergoing military training was recently acquired by our family. We intend to develop it into a tourist attraction in the future. Though still in the planning stages, the mountain is patrolled year–round.” 

He continued, “It so happened that our patrol team encountered Ms. Burnett, noticed her severe injuries, and brought her down for medical attention. She is currently at our residence. 

Jordan’s heart lifted at the news. 

She is alright. 

The deluge of emotions caused him to falter, his previously taut nerves surrendering their hold. His hand found solace against the rough bark of a nearby tree, a momentary anchor in the storm of his feelings. 

Drawing a deep breath, he endeavoured to maintain an even temper. “Mr. Lloyd, whatever aid you require, the Burnetts stand ready to offer without a moment’s besitation.” 

The return of his sister to his care was his sole plea 

Jordan’s words were far from hollow. Even were Hansel to request his stake in the Burnett holdings, he would surrender it without regret. For Hansel had not only secured Milly’s safety but had also saved him from a despair too profound to fathom. 

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The mere contemplation of harm befalling Milly was insupportable. Could he continue to endure existence bereft of her presence? 

The value of two lives transcended any measure of wealth. 

Hansel’s sudden smile was unexpected. “Mr. Burnett, let us dispense with formalities. Though our families have seldom crossed paths, we have always esteemed the Burnetts‘ honour. Opportunities for future collaboration abound, and the Lloyds shall not exploit this moment. Yet 

“The Lloyds have a modest request for Ms. Burnett It is not of pressing concern, and we shall broach the matter with her when she regains consciousness. Be assured, it is nothing of great import. Should she decline, her choice will be respected.” 

After the call ended, Jordan sank to the earth. For the first time in his tenure as the Burnett Group’s chief, 

public facade. Yet, what did it matter? he allowed his composure to fracture, casting aside hi 

Only he understood the narrowness of his escape, the closeness of his brush with oblivion. 

In this shadowed and ominous forest, a faint beacon of survival had been found against all odds. 

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