Chapter 492

Footsteps could be heard approaching.

Alice saw Leon.

He was a top tier martial arts expert, yet he did not stay by Patrick's side.

"We can't stay on this island any longer. Mr.Miller has ordered me to transit you!" Leon walked towards Alice and pulled her wheelchair.

As the wheelchair slid past the door.

Alice raised her hand and grabbed the door frame, using all of her strength.

The wheelchair could not move forward.

Leon frowned, "Miss. Brown, you can't be so willful. I don't want to hurt you."

Right now, Alice was as thin as a match. If he used his full strength, she would lose her life.

Alice seemed to think the same way. She grabbed onto the door frame, not letting go.

"Miss.Brown!" The Leon fumed, "Mr.Miller is still waiting for us. He won't leave if he didn't see you!"

This island was only a place to live. The true center of power of the Brown Family was elsewhere, and it was not that easy to break in.

He had to leave.

Hearing that, a glint flashed across Alice's eyes, so she became even more unwilling to let go.

"You!" Seeing that, Leon took Alice helplessly, "Do you still want to kill Mr.Miller, do you know that all of this is for you?"

Alice remained silent.

Leon raised his hand and wanted to slash at her hand, but when he looked at her extremely thin arm, he was worried that he could cripple it with just one palm.

Gunshots rang out.

"Miss.Brown, listen. We really can't stay on this island any longer!"

Leon scratched his head in frustration, "I know you hate Mr.Miller, but do you know about the suffering in his heart? This island is not safe, do you think the Mr.Miller does not know about it? However, he has always said that the air here is good, which allows you to take care of your body properly. He took care of you! Everything he does is to hope that he still has a chance to be with you!"

It ended up like this.

Alice's gaze dimmed.

Seeing that she was still so stubborn, Leon finally made up his mind. He chopped off her hand with his palm and quickly pushed her away.

Every time he passed by a door, Alice would reach out to grab it.

Every time they passed by something that he could grab, Alice would grab it.

She wouldn't go with him.

Her hands were red from being chopped by the Leon, and in a moment of desperation, he couldn't find anything to tie her up.

His hands were full of red wounds from the friction.

Finally, at the last big door, a dozen of armed men rushed in, surrounding them, and their muzzles aimed at Leon.

Under the muzzle of the gun, the Leon was quickly captured.

No one was doing anything to Alice.

She was still in her wheelchair, listening to the gunfire outside.

It was already nighttime outside, and someone light up the lights. Countless lanterns were lit one after another, giving it a different color.

Red was so pure and clear.

The atmosphere of the Spring Festival Gala was magnified. Fish lanterns, flower lanterns, and each one made to be lifelike.

Under the light, a figure stomped on the ground and shot out.

He wore a custom-made butler uniform with black stripes and meticulously buttoned. There were no wrinkles at all on his clothes. He wore an old pocket watch on his chest, and his chain had been polished until it looked brand-new.

It was Daniel.

Daniel walked over from the small path outside. He raised his head and looked at the lanterns that were as long as the ocean, when he lowered his gaze, he saw Alice seated on a wheelchair at the center of the gate.

She was surrounded by armed men, but her expression indifferent and without a trace of fear.

She sat calmly, and a blanket over her legs.

Her scarred hands folded on her lap.

Daniel stared at Alice in a daze.

He had never seen Alice like this. She was so skinny that her face was not even as big as a hand, and her body was so tired that he suspected that she was not even 40 kilograms or maybe even lighter.

Daniel stood there and looked at her. His tears flowed down.

How much had she suffered? How could she be tormented like this?

Daniel walked forward and squatted in front of Alice. He carefully held her hand with one hand and choked with sobs, "Miss. Brown, your housekeeper is here, so don't be afraid."

Alice sat on the wheelchair and looked down at the tears on his face.

She had no voice, no expression, not even tears.

She was like a cold corpse, frighteningly cold.

Daniel pushed Alice into the kitchen. Alice was still sitting on the wheelchair, wearing thick clothes and a blanket.

In the middle of the table was a colorful carp lantern.

Daniel stood at the side of the flow table, busy preparing the ingredients, and said, "I had wanted to discuss it with you, but I couldn't hear anything from you, so I knew that something was wrong. Something must have definitely happened, so I reported the news that the Young Master might have been taken away by Patrick to the Madam."

Then, the Cullens attacked the White Sands Islands.

William's father was a vicious and merciless person. When David had died in a car accident, William's father had dealt with everyone related to David.

Now that he heard that William was also in trouble, how could he forgive his enemy?

Patrick had probably thought of it, but he did not expect the Cullens to come looking for him so quickly. He was sure that it would take a long time before he could find them, so he did not specially send too many people to the White Sands Islands.

But she knew that, in order to control her back then, the Cullens had always paid attention to the Browns. After such a long time, if the deepest part of the Browns couldn't be dug out, it would be easy to attack an island.

"That Patrick is really not a human, how did he torture you to such a state. Young Master's heart ached when he saw that."

Daniel felt a bit more heartache just by looking at Alice.

Patrick was simply a psychopath.

Young master.

Hearing these two words, Alice's eyelashes trembled many times.

Daniel quickly cooked a bowl of porridge and walked towards Alice, speaking sincerely: "Come, Miss. Brown, quickly drink this porridge. It will make your stomach better."

Alice shook her head.

She stopped drinking.

It was over. She didn't need to drink anymore.

"Miss.Brown, you can't do this. You have to eat something, or your body will collapse." Daniel kindly persuaded her, "Just drink it for me. If you come back with this, Young Master would beat me to death."

Alice looked at the wrinkles on Daniel's face and gaped, unable to say a word.

Her throat had been closed for too long, so saying something had become extraordinarily difficult.

"Miss.Brown, what are you trying to say? Slow down, it's fine." Daniel said.

Alice turned to look at the door, and there stood two armed men. Daniel held up the porridge bowl and stood up, saying to them: "We do not need you guys here, go and see if there is anyone else in the main house."

"Yes."

The two of them left.

Alice wanted to say something, but she coughed a little forcefully, and finally made a sound, "Steward Frank."

Her voice was quiet.

"Yes, I'm here." Hearing her finally speak, Daniel was somewhat gratified.

Alice stared at his strands of white hair, and lips moved with difficulty, not knowing how to say the news.

"Miss.Brown?"

Daniel waited.

"Go, Steward Frank. The further you go, the better. Don't come back to China or Britain." Alice still said it out loud, her voice extremely quiet.

"Why?"

Daniel did not understand.

Alice moved her dry lips and said with difficulty, "Because if it's like this, you don't have to walk the same path as David's housekeeper."

After David's death, David's butler had been killed.

Daniel was clever. Upon hearing these words, he immediately understood. The bowl of porridge in his hand tumbled, and dropped onto the ground.

"Are you saying, young master is already ..." Daniel could not continue, and retreated a few steps back, "No, Miss.Brown, have you investigated this clearly? This is not a joke!"

"Mary overheard it, and Patrick admitted it himself."

Alice said.

Daniel stood there with his mouth wide open, supporting his forehead with his hand, "No, no, no, I don't believe it. How could Patrick dare to do that?"

"Then what reason does he have to let William go?"

Alice asked with a pale and powerless voice.

Daniel could not answer, and he kept pushing the table forward with his hands supporting himself on the table.

Actually, before coming here, he also had this kind of absurd idea, but he couldn't get a definite answer. He just didn't believe that his young master had been killed.

"Steward Frank, Cullens will definitely conduct an interrogation after he captures Patrick and his assistants. This matter will not last for long, you should hurry up and leave this place." Alice did not expect Daniel to be killed.

Since Cullens had lost two sons in a row, William's father would become even more crazy and drag even more people into this mess.

Daniel was such a good person, so she won't anything bad happen to him.

"No, I'm not leaving." Daniel shook his head and blinked his sore eyes, then stood in front of Alice and said: "Miss.Brown, I am the young master's butler. I want to serve him for the rest of my life, so I have to find him, no matter if he is alive or dead."

They all had to be found.

"William will not let you do that." Alice begged, "I beg you, leave this place immediately."

Don't wait until Cullens knows that William dead.

"Miss.Brown, I'm already a pile of old bones, so what should I afraid of?" Daniel didn't even hesitate, and he didn't want to leave at all. He lowered his eyes and looked at Alice, "On the other hand, Miss. Brown, you have to leave. You're still young."

With that, Daniel looked at Alice and frowned.

With her current physical condition, she probably wouldn't be able to sit on any form of transportation. Even if she wanted to leave, she wouldn't be able to.

"I don't want to live anymore, Steward Frank."

Alice said honestly, and no nonsense.

Daniel's eyes were red as he looked at her, "Miss.Brown, you are too young to think like this."

Alice just sat quietly.

She didn't want to live anymore.