Doug was the person Jean trusted most. One might even say that she trusted Doug more than her own family in this manner, which was why she did not question his words.She thought then that it was fortunate that Nana was rational enough that love did not cloud her mind, and she picked her family rather than her man.Otherwise, she would not stand there alive!Jean's eyes narrowed, and she barked, "Keep looking! It wouldn't have disappeared into thin air!""Yes, ma'am."-There was only silence in the black car outside Lynd Manor, and the skies were slowly turning dark.Cordy asked Sean, "Have you any idea how we'd get in to retrieve the document?"Sean shook his head—barging in was clearly impossible.With the Lynds on high alert, both sides would only lose.There was even less chance for them to find some reason to get inside—this was a critical period for the Lynds. Not even a fly would be allowed in, let alone them. In fact, making a move now would only arouse the Lynd
Sean was silent for a while, but he soon started calling his people.There was no denying that Cordy's idea was the best one they had right now—and the longer they delayed, the less ideal the final outcome would be.In fact, Cordy was right—things looked bad for John no matter what happened, and the only thing they could do now was not waste his sacrifice.Everything was ready in ten minutes, though Sean turned to look at Cordy and asked, "Are we really doing this?"Cordy nodded.This was their only option—get the document, and John just might get a shot at survival.And with that, Sean barked into his phone, "Go.""Yes, Mr. Cranston."And in just half an hour, Lynd Manor was covered in flames.-The towering inferno seemed to ignite out of nowhere.It started outside the Lynd Manor compound, but with the electric fences as well as the lush vegetation, the fire only continued to build up.Within the manor, the servants were crying, "Fire! Fire! The compound is on fire!"Ev
Keith growled with rising indignation then, "He probably wasn't working alone, no—he must be working with the Cranstons. Lucas would never have infiltrated the study if Sean did not lure us out of the manor. And who else could dare set fire to our home, let alone have the balls to do it?!""We fell for their ploy?! We were this close to greatness… but they turned the tables on us?!" Jean cried, her body shaking with rage right then."Mom, it's not the time for regrets. We have to go—the fire is getting worse.""If we do, we'd be letting the Cranstons in to get the document and destroy us!" Jean snapped viciously.Though Keith was speechless, anyone could tell that the fire was to cause confusion while the Cranstons sneaked in to take the document."No, I'll stay," Jean growled resolutely. "I shall see who would have the spine to barge into my house!""But it's really dangerous, Mom. If we can't stop the fire—""Go!" Jean said, making up her mind right there and then. "I've lived
Meanwhile, Keith had rallied every member of the Lynd family at the manor grounds as they prepared to evacuate through a secret passage.All important families had one in case of emergencies, but just as they were about to head in, Marge Jenkins—Keith's wife—was suddenly crying out, "Nana's not here!"Kyle finally noticed that Nana was not in the crowd as well, and Marge kept asking worriedly, "Where did she go? Has anyone seen her?"She would be burned alive if they did not leave now!Moreover, only Jean and Keith knew the secret passage. If they left, Nana would never find it in time if she returned."I don't see her," someone answered."Where is she?!" Marge cried out in panic and started toward the manor again.Keith quickly caught her. "Where are you going?!""I have to find Nana!""No, you don't." Keith glowered."She's our daughter, Keith!" Marge cried furiously."And she definitely went to Lucas Lynch," Keith said, as if he knew that for a fact.Marge was left doing
Sacrifice was not enough to earn one's love, and John had already told Nana before that he did not love her at all.He was simply incapable of falling in love with a woman other than Cordy."Just go," he told her. "I don't want to owe you again."All Nana found was irony. "You'd rather die than owe me, so that I can't sully your relationship with Cordy?! You're really obsessed, John!""I am," John replied bluntly.Most importantly, Nana was never going to get him out given this situation, nor did he want Nana to die with him.Nana's eyes were red even as tears streamed down her cheeks. "Don't you regret anything at all, John?""I don't." "Fine." Nana turned to leave right then—if he did not care, she had no reason to humiliate herself.She could let him die as he wished!However, even as she broke into a frantic dash out of the basement, she found the manor already engulfed in flames, and there was no exit in sight.Worst of all, the rest of her family was gone…-The s
Cordy's outburst left Sean stunned for seconds, but before he could speak, Cordy said, "Please."Sean's heart skipped a beat, and he saw Cordy's eyes moist with tears even as she watched him. "Don't stop me if you consider me family."He really must not, because she did not want to trivialize Sean's sacrifice for her. "You're not really protecting me like this," Cordy added. "Did you think I'd feel comfortable living on if you died today? There are times when living is no better than dying—I know exactly how that feels because I've been depressed before.""Just say yes," Patrick suddenly said.Sean turned toward him in surprise—was he really still siding with Cordy now? Was he not supposed to be head over heels for her?!Nonetheless, Patrick held Sean's gaze and said, "Cordy's right. She would feel guilty for the rest of her life if you died for her sake. Just say yes."Patrick knew all too well that Cordy would suffer if she did not try to save John Levine for the rest of her
Even though their bodies were covered from head to toe with the best fireproof overalls, they could still feel the searing heat and the suffocating air around them.Sean's objective was clear, so he left immediately when it was time for them to split up. On the other hand, Cordy and Patrick were supposed to look for John—they had to do it separately since Lynd Manor was huge.Patrick in turn stared at Cordy for a while, but she gave him a determined nod. She would project herself.With that, Patrick stopped hesitating—there was all kinds of danger waiting in there, and the only way to be safe was to achieve their objective quickly and get out.Cordy and Patrick each had a bodyguard escorting them as they parted ways.If her hunch was right, John would be treated harshly once he was caught in the act, and they would have held him somewhere secure.Rumor had it that there was a basement in the old building of Cranston Hall, where the members of the family would be kept and forc
John forced himself to look up then. "I told you you don't have to save me, didn't I? I don't want to drag you down with me…"His bloodshot eyes paused, as he thought for an instant that he was hallucinating.After all, people tend to think about the ones they wanted to see most when death approached.As such, he stared at Cordy for a long while, as if to confirm if it was her.It was a difficult task too, since Cordy was wearing fireproof overalls, covering her from head to toe—no one might be able to recognize her unless they were familiar with her.Cordy wondered for a second if he recognized her too, and she did not come here to do that—right now, rescuing him was more important.She turned away from John and watched worriedly as the bodyguard bludgeoned the chains as hard as he could.However, the chains were too sturdy to break easily.Minutes later, Patrick's voice rang over Cordy's walkie-talkie, and he sounded urgent. "How's it going over there? I can't find John anywh