Chapter 450

Chapter 450

Gage thought of how Sylvia congratulated him on getting the highest

award of the chefs.

He thought of how excited his colleagues were when Royal Galaxy

Hotel was named the industry benchmark for Larro restaurants.

He thought of Sylvia's gifts to all the staff on their birthdays.

He thought of the happiness of everyone when Sylvia spent holidays

with them.

Too many memories reoccurred to him.

He could barely breathe, "I'm sorry ... sorry.”

“You saved me. No need to say sorry. You must hold on!" Sylvia

dragged Gage out hard. His ragged breathing breathing came in her

ears every now and then.

They were closer to the exit...

She walked forward while hoping for Jaden and the others to appear.

Finally! She reached the safe passage, and as soon as she looked up,

she saw Franklin, dressed in black, striding towards her with long legs.

Sylvia's face lit up with joy, “Franklin, hurry!

However, as soon as the words left her mouth, she sensitively noticed

that the breathing in her ears stopped, and Gage's hand that had been

holding her collar, also dropped down weakly.

The smile on her face instantly froze ...

Awhile later, a tear slid down her cheek.

Finally it fell into the charred ground.

Franklin looked at Gage on her back who had closed his eyes and

stopped breathing.

Sylvia felt the weight on her back was gone as Gage was picked up by

Franklin, and Franklin's low voice rang in her ears, "He's dead."

Blood stained her back!

It dripped down her clothes.

But her heart seemed to plunge into an endless abyss of ice, so cold

that she trembled, her eyes red, her voice hoarse, "You know what?

Gage, I always take you as my brother. I never thought my brother

would end up dying to save me."

"Franklin, he's the traitor. He's the mole in the Royal Galaxy Hotel."

Sylvia looked sadly at the handsome man in front of her.

She could not hold back her sadness any longer and threw herself into

Franklin's arms.

"He paid the price he deserved. He cherishes you and the Royal

Galaxy Hotel. Otherwise, he wouldn't have carried so many buddies to

the safe passage.”

Franklin gently patted her back and comforted her.

"Rumble!"

There was another rumble from the roof.

Franklin looked up at the rickety roof, "We have to leave now.”

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, and a piece of the roof, sticky with

charred ash, grazed Franklin's shoulder and hit the floor hard.

He swung with Sylvia in his arms and ducked.

Gage, however, was isolated on the other side by the large roof.

"Gage!"

Sylvia shrieked, trying to get over and take Gage's body.

But the whole building shuddered and was about to collapse.

Franklin grabbed her and held her in his arms, "Go! We have to go

now!"

"Franklin, take him away! Take him away!" Sylvia looked at Franklin

imploringly.

Franklin gritted his teeth and was about to cross over when a large

piece of the wall fell on top of his head.

It stopped him in his tracks.

Just then, in the rescue helicopter outside the window, Jaden began to

urge, "Boss, let's go!"

"Go! Or you would die!"

Sylvia's eyes were red as she looked at Gage's cold body and her eyes

were closed.

Her heart couldn't stop throbbing.

"Go!" Franklin picked her up and turned to leave!

The moment he turned around, the whole building behind him,

collapsed to the ground and reduced to rubble. A huge mushroom

cloud was going up in the air. It was so staggering!

"What's the point of taking his corpse away when he's already dead?"

Sylvia was sitting inside the helicopter, looking at the blue sky outside

the window with no focus in her eyes.

The sun was rising in the morning.

And everything that happened in the night seemed to be covered up.

Some people were gone forever, while others had to shoulder the

burden and move on.

She looked at the devastated Royal Galaxy Hotel from afar, and she

believed that one day, justice would prevail over evil!

What happened to the Royal Galaxy Hotel caused a stir both at home

and abroad.

A building collapsed in just one night.

Not to mention the fact that Royal Galaxy Hotel was an iconic building

in Larro, there were many web celebrities and tourists would go there to

publicize it.

On the third day after the fire at the Royal Galaxy Hotel, the official

account of Royal Galaxy Hotel issued a statement.

"Royal Galaxy Hotel will be rebuilt. Just because Royal Galaxy Hotel

suffered a great loss in the fire doesn't mean we'll withdraw from Larro,

our boss Miss Andrews will lead the way! Please stay tuned for the

return of the Royal Galaxy Hotel!"

This brief statement immediately caused an uproar.

"Oh my! If I am not wrong, Miss Andrews should be my idol Sylvia,

right?”

“It must be Sylvia. I heard that Sylvia was seen during the rescue that

night."

"Franklin flew the plane himself to save the people! So cool!

"The official account of Royal Galaxy Hotel doesn't cue Sylvia... so it's

not Sylvia, is it? Is there another woman called Miss Andrews?"

“It seems like ... the granddaughter of the Hipps family, Tammy, is also

surnamed Andrews."

"Yes, there are so many women named Andrews in this world. It's

definitely not Sylvia."

The netizens have started a heated discussion.

While ... Franklin and Sylvia flew back to Aettosa at this time.

It seemed that those heated discussions and Larro Daily News"

promoting Franklin's good deeds had nothing to do with them.

The two of them were sitting around a small round table under the

grapevine at the moment, sipping tea with Mr. Henderson.

"So, it seems that Royal Galaxy Hotel is your property?" Mr. Henderson

raised his eyebrows, "I can't believe you are so capable since you're so

young."

Sylvia's forehead was almost healed, with new pink flesh growing. She

took a sip of tea, "It's just a restaurant.”

"You're really low-key." Mr. Henderson laughed and looked at Franklin,

“You're great too. You can fly a plane so well.”

"Are you so idle today? You even have time to make fun of us?" Sylvia

put down her cup of tea, "I have something to do. I'll go first."

Mr. Henderson looked at her back and said to Franklin, "Come in. I'l

help treat your illness. You can't run around rashly again.”

Franklin did not say anything, put down the cup of tea and followed him

into the house.

Larro.

At the gate of Kennedy family's Villa.

A teenager with injuries all over his body knelt in the hot sun, his face

covered in sweat, but his eyes revealed an innate stubbornness.

Late that night, when the Royal Galaxy Hotel was on fire, Romeo, being

put in a sack, was thrown in front of the villa.

And he had been kneeling here for one day and one night.