Chapter 1847: Awakening

Chapter 1847: Awakening

At five o'clock in the morning, as if sensing something, Joyce abruptly

woke up from a nightmare. She opened her eyes and tried to sit up

from the bed. Her movement woke Luther, and he pulled her into his

arms, covering her face with darkness and kissing her lips.

"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare? It's okay, I'm here," he

reassured her.

The wet and warm kiss mesmerized Joyce for a moment. As long as

she was with him, she felt particularly at ease. Gradually, she felt

drowsy again and curled up in his arms, dozing off for a while.

Around six o'clock, the first light of day began to seep through the

cracks in the curtains.

The phone placed on the bedside suddenly vibrated.

Joyce woke up again and nudged Luther. “I had it on silent. It's your

phone.”

Luther murmured in response and reached for the phone on the

bedside table while still kissing her.

"Hello? Who is this?"

Unexpectedly, an anxious voice came through the phone, causing

Luther's sweet kiss to pause. His body stiffened, and he suddenly

opened his eyes, propping himself up on Joyce's neck with his left

hand.

"Why do you have my number? What's happened?”

Joyce realized something was wrong and clung to his shoulders with

both hands, feeling her anxiety rise.

“I'm Mr. Ball, Mr. Saunders’ subordinate. You must be Mr. Warner. I

apologize for calling you out of the blue. Currently, Mr. Saunders is

unconscious, and I dare not inform the Saunders family. Can you bring

someone to see him?" Mr. Ball's voice sounded urgent over the phone.

Luther quickly sat up, and Joyce followed suit, draping his coat over his

shoulders.

Luther put the phone on speaker mode to keep Joyce informed of the

situation.

With a furrowed brow, Joyce put on her own coat and helped tie a knot

around Luther's waist.

“No problem. Can you give me a brief overview of the situation? Just

tell me the main points.” Luther stood up and drew the curtains open.

The outside was dimly lit, with a grayish eastern sky. It seemed that

there would be no sunshine today.

“Last night, Mr. Saunders attempted to rescue his sister-in-law but

unexpectedly, she was abducted by a third party. Mr. Saunders was hit

on the back of his head and hasn't regained consciousness. I'm afraid it

will cause chaos within the Saunders family, and I can't go to the

hospital casually. Can you bring a private doctor? I found your number

in Mr. Saunders’ phone." Mr. Ball gave a brief account of the situation.

“I understand. Send me your location, and I'll come right away," Luther

replied.

Luther hung up the phone and called Jamie. Jamie lived nearby, and

Luther instructed him to wait downstairs in fifteen minutes.

Joyce came up behind Luther and embraced him from behind. "I'll go

with you."

Luther placed his hand on top of hers and spoke softly, "Okay, it's chilly

in the morning. Put on an extra layer."

Joyce pressed her cheek against his back and murmured, "Mm."

She didn't want to be separated from him even for a moment now. No

matter what he had to do, she wanted to be by his side.

Luther understood her thoughts and didn't refuse.

About fifteen minutes later, Joyce left Darrin to watch over Anderson at

home while she, along with Luther and Jamie, set off to the address Mr.

Ball had sent.

Upon arrival, Mr. Ball was anxiously waiting at the door.

Jamie carried a medical kit and followed Mr. Ball inside. Luther and

Joyce followed suit.

Inside the room, Felix lay on the bed, still wearing the attire of the

black-clothed men. His handsome eyes were tightly shut, his face pale,

but his breathing seemed steady.

Jamie opened the medical kit and carefully examined Felix.

"How is he? Should we take him to the hospital for a brain CT scan? I

can arrange for a secret military hospital,” Joyce asked.

Jamie shook his head. "This level of injury doesn't require that. Mr.

Saunders hasn't woken up because of some subconscious resistance.

I'll give him an injection to reduce brain swelling. Within half an hour, he

should wake up."

Luther nodded, trusting Jamie's medical skills.

Mr. Ball let out a sigh of relief. "You scared me. If something happened

to Mr. Saunders, how could I explain to Reese?"

Joyce asked, "Who could be the third party? Why did they abduct

Vicki? Isn't Vicki already out of Cloud's hands?"

Mr. Ball nodded, "She should be, because Cloud is also looking for

Vicki. I don't know who the other party is. Perhaps someone who had a

grudge against his sister-in-law in the past?”

"How isit possible? To intervene between OGW and the Saunders

family, the other party must be formidable,” Luther sneered. "They are

not ordinary people.”

“It's unlikely to be Athena, that crazy woman," Joyce denied.

“It's also unlikely to be other gangs in society. Are there any gangs I

don't know about? Which gang would dare provoke me? I can't think of

any. It's impossible! If we're talking about the Ballard family, they're

indeed beyond my capabilities. But Vicki was originally part of the

Ballard family. Even if someone holds a grudge against her, who dares

to offend both the Ballard family and the Saunders family? It doesn't

make sense,” Mr. Ball paced around, unable to make sense of it.

Joyce shrugged; she wasn't familiar with Khebury like Luther was. Felix

was Luther's childhood friend, so he had a better understanding of the

situation.

As they were talking, Jamie took out a syringe and injected it into

Felix's arm. He administered two shots in total-one of adrenaline and

one to reduce brain swelling. Then he carefully cleaned and dressed

Felix's wounds.

At that moment, Luther suddenly spoke up. "Could it be another branch

of the Saunders family?"

Mr. Ball was taken aback and looked at Luther. "What do you mean?

Another branch of the Saunders family?"

Luther nodded. "Not OGW, not the Ballard family, and not any other

gang. Besides the Saunders family, who else would dare offend the

Saunders family?"

Mr. Ball had a sudden realization. "Right! That makes sense. I can't

believe I didn't think of it. Mr. Saunders has been mentioning that

another branch of the Saunders family has been restless. Maybe they

heard about the possibility of his sister-in-law taking over the Saunders

family in the future, so..."

Mr. Ball's words were cut short as a low groan came from behind them.

It was Felix, emitting a hoarse and painful sound from his throat, as if in

great agony.

Luther hurried to Felix's side and gently patted him. "Felix, wake up."

Felix let out another groan, feeling his throat burning like fire, and his

head throbbing intensely. His entire body ached as if it were falling

apart. With a strong willpower, he struggled to open his eyes.

Luther let out a sigh of relief. “Thank goodness, you're finally awake."

Felix looked at the person in front of him and hoarsely said, "You... you

came..."