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Chapter 1519

Chapter 1526

Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Her face was burning hot, and her clothes were drenched in sweat.

The air was thick with acrid smoke from the fire. She didn’t know what to do.

The fire engines were approaching, sirens announcing their presence minutes before they arrived.

A man entered the villa through a broken window to search for people trapped inside. He waded

through the blaze and saw Blair standing there in a daze. He grabbed her wrist, dragging her to the

entrance.

“Mom! Dad!” The man opened the door and dragged Blair out of the villa.

She accidentally raised her head. To her surprise, she saw a familiar face.

It was none other than Wesley.

Wesley came to her rescue and pulled her away from the sea of flames.

Blair had inhaled a lot of smoke, and could barely breathe. Every breath was punctuated by a fit of

coughing. She managed to gasp, “My mom…and dad are in there. Save them…please…”

The fire was uncontrollable. Even after Blair was out of the villa, a second explosion rocked the

complex.

The firefighters wanted to rush in to save them, but it was simply too dangerous.

Firemen, policemen, EMTs, and their vehicles splashing colored Light over the crowd. The villa was

surrounded by people.

The fire was finally put out after an hour. The villa had been burnt to a blackened husk. Anyone that

was still in there was merely char and ashes.

Adalson Jenkins, who was in a green uniform, squatted down before

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Blair. Eyes full of sorrow, he said softly, “Blair, come with me.”

Standing beside Adalson was a man in a camo suit-Wesley.

Confusion was written all over Blair’s face.

“Uncle, why did they abandon me?”

The question brought a lump to his throat. That was his sister and brother-in-law, and he couldn’t save

them. He stroked her hair as if comforting a child.

“They didn’t abandon you. You’re still their daughter, no matter what.”

“Uncle, I was in the villa too, but I didn’t die.” Blair clenched her fists tightly, her face as pale as a sheet.

“I couldn’t save them. Am I a murderer?”

She watched as her parents died. She was so guilty that she thought she was responsible for their

deaths.

Adalson felt rather sorry for her.

“No! That’s not it. You’re still a sweet kid. You had nothing to do with this,” he coaxed her.

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