Chapter 491 Frank smiled.
âYouâd better hurry. Find the syringe. 1âII take care of the rest.â
At Barnes International Airport...
Because of the incident that morning involving the wanted criminal, the whole airport had been completely blocked and all flights suspended.
There were no passengers in the establishment.
The only people there were staff. No one stopped Brandon and Natalie when they stepped into the airportâs main building.
Sean had arrived earlier and taken both airport security and their own men from the Larson Group to help scour the place for the syringe.
Brandon and Natalie joined the search immediately, but even after a whole afternoon, they found nothing.
The micro syringe with the residual poison seemed to have completely vanished.
There was no trace of it anywhere.
In gratitude for all theyâd done, Brandon arranged to provide the staff with a meal, which Sean brought to them.
âThank you for your hard work. Letâs break for dinner and then continue the search.â
Brandon also handed a sandwich to Natalie, but she had no appetite.
âBrandon, I want to search the trash can.â
The airport was almost empty.
Natalie suspected that Jorge might have thrown the syringe into the trash can before he ran away.
âGo ahead. If you need my help, just call me over. 1âII hold your food for you.â
Brandon didnât try to stop her. He knew it was useless when she was that determined.
Natalie smiled to herself, put on her gloves and mask, and began to rummage through the trash can by the gate that Jorge had run from.
She ignored the grime and filth she was sifting through, completely focused on trying to find the syringe that Jorge had thrown away.
After having only two bites of food, Brandon decided that he should really be helping Natalie. He put his dinner down, preparing to go over to her.
But as soon as he put on his mask, his phone began to ring. It was Frank.
Upon seeing that, Brandonâs heart instantly began to sink. He didnât know whether Frankâs news would be good or bad, but he was prepared for the worst.
âDracoâs situation is not good right now. Have you found the syringe?âFrank asked nervously.
âNot yet,âBrandon replied.
Not only was the airport eerily quiet, but Brandon was standing very close to Natalie, making it easy for her to hear what Frank had just said over the phone.
At Frankâs words, Natalie froze. She stood up and asked, in a strangled voice, âDid Frank just say that Dracoâs condition has worsened?â
Brandon had never been in this situation before.
Having had so many dealings with businessmen over the years, he was able spout falsehoods easily.
When facing Natalie, however, he found himself unable to say anything other than the truth.
All he could do now was nod.
Natalie took several deep breaths to try to calm herself down.
âItâs all my fault,â she whimpered.
Tears filled her eyes and she knelt down on the ground weakly. Her shoulders trembled as the intensity of her crying increased.
âI must be bad luck; wherever I go, I put others in danger. Now Iâve even hurt my most respected teacher.â
Disregarding the fact that Natalieâs hand had been touching the dirty floor, Brandon held her hand and pulled her up into his arms.
âItâs not your fault,â he reassured her warmly.
Burying her face in his arms, Natalie kept sobbing.
âDonât comfort me. I know Iâm a jinx. Everyoneâs been saying so, ever since I was a child.â
She had never been lucky. It seemed that anyone who approached her became prone to misfortune.
Brandon bowed his head and spoke slowly, choosing each word with care.
âThe reason Draco chose to take you with him to the show was that he knows you can handle all sorts of situations. Now is no exception. Draco trusts you very much. So donât let him down and letâs find the syringe.â
With a serious look on his face, Brandon added, âNowâs not the time for crying. Save your tears for Dracoâs funeral after we try and fail every means we can think of to save him.â
âBut Frank said...
Natalie began, panicking.
Brandon interrupted her.
âFrank just said that Dracoâs condition was getting worse. He didnât say that Draco was dead. As long as heâs still alive, we still have time.â
Natalie relaxed significantly.
âWhat do you think I should do?â she asked.
âCalm down and think about what happened. Try to recall every detail. Maybe that will help,â Brandon replied.
After thinking for a moment, he added, âWhere might Jorge have hidden the syringe?â
At this, Natalie began to recall what had happened.
The scene in the plane replayed in her mind.
When Jorge had rushed over to her, he must have been holding the syringe in his hand.
Draco had rushed over and stood between Natalie and Jorge, causing Jorge to accidentally inject Draco with the poison.
Then Natalie had shouted, and Jorge had run away.
Within 10 minutes of Jorgeâs escape, he was caught by the police.
The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband ï¤Chatper 490 The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife (Joanna)
ï¤Chapter 1329 Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen The only possible hiding place between the plane and his capture had been a trash can, but Natalie had already checked it and the syringe wasnât there.
Where would Jorge have hidden the syringe in such a short amount of time? Suddenly, Natalie had an idea.
âThe syringe is probably still on the plane!â she said urgently.
âLetâs go back to the cabin.â
When they returned to the plane, she found her seat and said.. âThis is where I was sitting. Jorge was sitting behind me. He walked out from the front seat and ran back in the same direction.â
Something suddenly occurred to her. She squatted down and searched the cushion in the front row.
The syringe was there! Natalie was ecstatic.
âBrandon!â she cried.
âI found it!â
At the time, the scene had been utter chaos. It would have been impossible for Jorge to throw away the syringe directly, but he also had no time to destroy it.
As it turned out. he had hidden it in the nearest available hiding place.
it was so unlikely that nobody could have expected it. Brandon asked his people to send the syringe to the hospital immediately.
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