Chapter 258: Chapter 255: Unforgotten
Ginger Cola is Tiana Harris’s online name. Since learning about Elliana Lyle’s disappearance, she hasn’t slept well for several days.
The entire spirit exudes decadence.
On the first day of Elliana Lyle’s disappearance, her mood was still okay. Although she cried a lot, there was at least hope in her heart.
Hope that when she opens her eyes again at dawn, there’s good news that Elliana Lyle has been found safe and sound.
However, when she woke up, there was no good news, only speculations from various major media outlets and some chaotic rumors.
Gradually, three days have passed.
There is still no news, and her mood has sunken into silence until she just saw the interview with Uncle Lyle.
If indeed Elliana Lyle is truly dead, she doesn’t know what to do with herself.
It feels as if this vast North City.
Besides here.
Has no place where she belongs.
Towards Elliana Lyle, she has always been grateful, just occasionally buried under irrational thoughts.
Unable to even control her own mind.
Thinking of this, she felt it necessary to call Uncle Lyle for some comfort. After all, with Elliana Lyle in trouble, the saddest is uncle Lyle.
Especially after seeing Uncle Lyle’s look of crying in the video, she felt quite moved.
The phone was answered before the first ring finished, the speed of which caught her a little off guard.
Originally still pondering what to say as the first sentence, but now rushed by urgency, she had no choice but to begin gently: "Uncle Lyle, are... are you okay?"
There was a silence for a few seconds on the other end before he said: "Tiana, uncle is doing okay, what about you? How are you doing in North City?"
There was a sigh in his speech, upon hearing it, she knew Shawn Lyle was not well.
So she said: "Uncle, I am doing well, you... please ease your mind, Elliana will definitely come back."
"Alas!" Shawn Lyle sighed, then said: "Uncle knows you are comforting uncle, but uncle also knows, this child Elliana... is not coming back."
What he said is indeed the truth, having been missing in the sandstorm for so many days, the chances of survival are almost zero.
Just harboring a mere glimmer of hope, always thinking positively until the result comes out.
But the more so, the harder to withstand the blow of reality.
Now Uncle Shawn’s state is quite good, at least when receiving bad results, his heart would not be excessively painful.
Thinking and thinking, tears also fell down, even speaking was choked: "Uncle Lyle, regardless of how Elliana is, she wouldn’t want you to be sad."
"Good girl, uncle knows, good, don’t cry."
At this moment Shawn Lyle seemed a little at a loss.
Tiana Harris’s crying indeed stirs love and pity in his heart, wishing he could just bring Tiana over now.
With this thought, he did indeed want to realize it, so he said: "Tiana, after Elliana’s death, it’s not a good thing for you to stay at July Media, originally uncle only had Elliana as a daughter, from now on, you will become uncle’s only daughter."
The only daughter...
This comment left Tiana Harris not knowing how to respond, feeling flattered yet sensing it wasn’t proper.
Elliana, whether dead or alive, should be Uncle Lyle’s only daughter.
And how could she, herself, deserve that?
So she said: "Uncle, Elliana is your only daughter, both before and after, rest assured, I will fulfill Elliana’s filial duty to you."
"Good, good, well-spoken kid." Tiana’s words were so sensible that it made his heart ache.
And made him more willing to protect her.
"Tiana, uncle means that if you come to South City, uncle will continue to support your career, and rest assured, it won’t be worse than North City, uncle knows some directors too."
The meaning of these words was very clear, and Tiana understood as well.
But she... didn’t want to go.
Even though sometimes Elliana did neglect her, going to South City might lead to better opportunities, but she already signed a contract with July Media.
Even if Elliana died, she would fulfill the five years at July Media.
Unless July Media goes under, she would not leave.
In response to Shawn Lyle’s invitation, she could only reject courteously: "Uncle, I still want to stay at July Media for a while, at least... to fulfill the contracted time, which also counts as having not failed Elliana’s kindness."
"Tiana, Elliana definitely can’t make it, staying in North City may not lead to better prospects. Elliana wouldn’t want you to be buried, how could that be not failing the kindness?"
...
On the other side.
Frontier City, desert highway.
"Ah...choo...!"
Inside the vehicle, a sneeze echoed loudly, but the women in black dresses remained in a daze as if no sound could disturb them.
By now it was dark, after all, there was no light inside the vehicle.
The temperature difference in the desert is large, but that’s not why Elliana sneezed, as she didn’t feel cold.
Even though the zipper in the back of the prop spacesuit was open, and she was bound with her arms out of it, the prop spacesuit still draped on her.
So she didn’t feel cold.
Yet, for the other women inside the vehicle, she imagined they must be shivering from the cold.
It’s just that it was dark, and nothing could be seen inside the carriage.
In the afternoon, Savanna Windsor cried herself into a faint, making her struggle like a maggot to crawl over inch by inch.
No matter how she called, she couldn’t wake her, and with her hands tied, she couldn’t press the acupuncture point either, so she resorted to biting Savanna Windsor on the arm.
At last, Savanna woke up, only to revert to a timid demeanor, not daring to look at Elliana, her downcast silhouette was pitiable.
Elliana gave all three yolk pies to Savanna Windsor, letting her distribute them well among everyone.
However, Savanna Windsor would only get up to move during feeding, and was otherwise sitting there blankly.
No matter what Elliana said, she didn’t respond.
Elliana wanted Savanna Windsor to untie her ropes, yet Savanna still ignored her.
So they endured through the afternoon until now, and Elliana was beginning to feel despair.
She had initially thought Savanna Windsor could help her break free, so she could find a way to escape.
However, reality dealt a hard slap to her face.
In fact, she didn’t understand what had happened to Savanna Windsor, or to the surrounding women.
They seemed to have no will to survive.
No matter how much she spoke, no one paid attention to her.
In this place, no matter what, she couldn’t sleep. Even though she knew saying more words were useless, not speaking would mean waiting for death.
So she spoke again: "Savanna, help untie all of us, that way we have a chance to escape, don’t you want to go home?"
In the darkness, no one answered her again, perhaps they were asleep, after all, she didn’t dare to make too much noise.
A kind of despair from heart to mental depth surged within her.
Perhaps this lifetime truly ends here.
But.
She would not give up the thought of escaping, she would never become like these women, without any thought of fleeing.
Even if it means death, she won’t become a passive person.
She didn’t know what time it was now, a day, a week, or even longer might have passed.
Is Norman Bennett currently... searching everywhere for her?
Thinking of that man who loved her dearly, warmth filled her heart, but considering his exhausted, worn expression, she felt heartache.
She knew that, no matter what, Norman Bennett wouldn’t give up on her, so she couldn’t give up on herself either.