Chapter 122 Inside the Cave.
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Ludwig had pale, cool–toned skin and strikingly sharp features. His gaze was clear yet piercing, and just standing there, he carried a quiet, commanding presence.
“Ms. Ginger, and who’s this?” Bryson asked, his brow slightly furrowed in confusion.
Jean pressed her lips together and gave a vague answer. “Someone I met on the way… If it weren’t for this friend, I probably wouldn’t have made it here safely.
Bryson didn’t question her at all. He simply nodded, then stepped aside slightly and gestured toward the entrance of the cave. “Ms. Ginger, you both go in first.”
Jean glanced at Ludwig. The two exchanged a look, then stepped into the cave together. Inside, the light was dim. But since it was daytime, a few beams of sunlight still managed to filter through the entrance. With the help of that faint light, Jean could just barely make out the scene inside.
Several people were sitting on the ground, leaning against the rock wall. Among them were pilots. and flight attendants–their uniforms made them easy to recognize.
Jean’s eyes scanned deeper into the cave, until finally, she saw Dominic sitting at the very back. His head was lowered, as if he were asleep, completely silent. Jean could only make out the vague outline of his side profile, still and serene like a beautifully sculpted statue.
His hair wasn’t nearly as messy as Bryson’s. It fell neatly over his forehead, but a noticeable stubble had grown along his refined jaw. Still, it didn’t make him look disheveled–if anything, it added a sense of mature sharpness and quiet elegance.
He sat there silently, completely still.
Jean stepped forward, but her foot landed on a rock on the ground. The sound was loud enough. to stir everyone in the cave.
The pilots and a few of the flight attendants opened their eyes right away. They had all been resting with their eyes closed, and the sudden noise startled them, their eyes instinctively filled with confusion and guarded tension.
Dominic also slowly lifted his head. He turned to the side, his deep–set eyes shadowed beneath dark bangs. Jean couldn’t make out the look in his eyes, but she could feel his gaze narrowing as he examined her. The next moment-
His eyes widened slightly on instinct, and his thin lips parted. “J–Jean?” His voice came out rough, tinged with hoarseness. His lips were pale, almost colorless.
“Our CEO’s sister is here, everyone–nothing to worry about,” Bryson said as he stepped into the cave after them, flashing a reassuring smile at the rest of the group. At his words, the tension in their eyes quickly faded, though their faces still showed surprise.
What is thr pampered Ms. Ginger doing in a place like this?
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Chapter 122 Inside the Cave
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Bryson then repeated the made–up story Jean had casually spun moments earlier, explaining to everyone in the cave how she had ended up there. Jean didn’t care whether they believed her or not. She simply moved past them and made her way to Dominic’s side.
“Dominic.” She crouched down and called his name, her voice crisp and bright.
Dominic’s thin lips trembled slightly. He stared at his sister, his gaze burning, yet said nothing for
a moment.
Now that she was close, Jean finally noticed how pale Dominic’s face was–just like his lips, completely drained of color.
And because of that, his dark eyes seemed even more intense and bottomless.
There was a distinct scent of roasted meat in the cave.
Jean clearly smelled it in that moment.
So, the bloodstains in the forest… They had hunted wild animals for food.
“Dominic, how are you feeling?” Jean’s eyes were filled with concern, her gaze instinctively falling to his slightly curled–up leg,
