After chatting for a while, Savannah and the village woman naturally talked about the incident at the Mystic Lake resort. "Alas, I wonder how they are now. We haven't found all the missing tourists yet." Savannah lowered her head with a sigh. She was worried about the tourists and her husband. The village woman was very optimistic. She said, trying to comfort Savannah. "You should always look on the bright side. Good and evil must at last have their reward. God will bless you if you do good deeds." Hearing the woman talk about karma, Callan felt his heart sink. Savannah immediately noticed it and quickly changed the subject. "Auntie!" Without noticing anything wrong, the woman continued, "I believe that they will be fine. I don't know if they are good people, but you and Mr. Handerson are. God won't let anything happen to them at Mystic Lake even for your sake." "..." Savannah looked at Callan, who was also stunned. No one had ever said that he
In an instant, it seemed as if the end of the world had come! "No... Callan!" Having no time to think about her own safety, Savannah ran forward desperately. She shouted out Callan's name so hard that her vocal cords started bleeding! However, she couldn't do anything. Her husband had been buried under the rocks! She still couldn't believe what she had seen. Just a moment ago, he was still holding her hand! She felt pain all over, which was killing her! "Callan!" Savannah collapsed to the ground. Her knees felt as if they had broken when they crashed heavily onto the ground. The flat mountain road had been piled up with rocks and impassable. The surroundings quieted down, and only the rubble was still falling from the slope from time to time. The dark clouds were approaching in the distance and another heavy rain poured down with the smell of the sea. Savannah's heart ached as if it had been torn. She managed to stand up with her arms propping
Savannah disagreed. Perhaps she was very irrational, but she simply couldn't leave Callan alone! The rain was still pouring, and another landslide might happen at any time. "Vannah, listen to me..." Callan spoke with difficulty, trying to convince her. Savannah kept on shaking her head. "I'm a direction idiot in the mountain and without you, I won't be able to find the exit. Besides, aren't you worried about me? What if I'm buried? Who's going to save me?" Callan was rendered speechless. He knew what she said didn't make sense, but he could not find a way to get her to leave. Since Vannah said so, she must have made up her mind to stay with him. "Callan, don't give up. I can get you out! Trust me!" Hearing no response from him, Savannah stopped talking and continued to move the stones away. She leaned forward and reached out. "Callan, come on, give me your hand!" Callan held her hand while shaking his head. "Vannah, my legs are pinned under a tree an
In the dim room, Callan opened his eyes, feeling extremely thirsty. "Vannah..." Hearing no response, Callan grew tense in an instant. He looked around and was sure that he was in the suit in the Mystic Lake resort. But where was Vannah? He was so badly injured. How could Vannah not be with him at this moment? "Vannah, Vannah?" In a hurry, Callan lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed. However, as soon as his right foot landed on the ground, he felt a piercing pain. "Hiss!" Callan groaned with a frown. The door of the inner room was pushed open and Savannah came in with a food tray. When she saw Callan get out of bed, she immediately lost her temper. "What are you doing? Where are you going? Don't you know your legs are injured?" Callan heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Savannah. He did not speak, and only looked at her with a smile. Savannah came over to help him while shouted at him, "Hey, you! Can you stop making me worry ab
That day finally arrived. Callan had been restless since the night before. Every year on this day he made elaborate preparations for his most respected "elder brother", who had given his life to protect him. But now he knew he was so kind to him not out of brotherhood, but out of a father's love for his son. Callan changed into a black suit, under which the collar of his white shirt was neatly ironed. When he turned around, he saw that Savannah was wearing a black suit too with his tie in her hands. She was very gentle. Although she was stubborn in nature, people who loved her deeply would know how considerate she was. Savannah walked up to him, stood on her tiptoes, and quietly helped him with the necktie. "I'm done. Let's go!" Savannah held Callan's hand tight, hoping to bring him some strength. It was only two or three o'clock in the morning, and it was still dark outside. Except for the two of them, everyone was sleeping. Savannah had conta
When Callan opened his eyes, he saw Savannah sleeping soundly in his arms with her hand in his palm. His subordinate's low voice came through the cabin door. "Mr. Handerson, we're almost there. The copter is about to land at the apron in Summer Castle's backyard, and I already notified your family about your arrival. You and Madam can get ready to get off." "All right," Callan replied. Though he spoke in a low voice, Savannah heard him and woke up. He lowered his head and kissed her, brushing her hair. "You're awake? We'll be there soon. Get ready. We're getting off the copter." "Okay." Savannah muttered after smoothing her clothes, "Where are we going to get off the copter? Summer Castle or the airport?" "Summer Castle." "Oh." Savannah squatted down to get her luggage and started rummaging through it. "Since we're going to Summer Castle, I'll take out our sons' gifts in advance. As they grow older, they became more difficult to deal with. I wonder
Savannah put down her bowl and chopsticks and walked out. "Where are we going?" Walden roared at her. Savannah covered her chest and said, "Dad, I'm not going anywhere. Can't I even make a call?" "Humph!" Walden snorted coldly. This time, he did not stop her. When Savannah walked to the window and lifted the curtain, she saw that Callan was still standing at the entrance of the courtyard. He had a cigarette between his fingers and took a drag now and then. She knew that Callan only smoked when he was really upset. Savannah took out her phone and dialed his number. "Vannah!" As soon as the phone was connected, Callan picked it up, and Savannah did not even hear the beep on the other end of the line. With the phone in one hand and the cigarette in the other, Callan paced back and forth anxiously. "What's the matter? Why don't you open the door for me? Is there any problem with your parents?" "Mm..." Savannah gave a plaintive response.
After the discussion, Walden decided to leave his house. Although it was not small, the house was a bit crowded with so many people living in it. Since Savannah wanted to move back to Summer Castle, it was better that they move together. Summer Castle was big enough, and there were many courtyards and rooms. For the sake of Savannah, all the elders agreed to the suggestion and a couple of days later, they moved to their new home. Summer Castle hadn't been so busy for a long time. It was so big that it would take over 20 minutes to get to the gate from the major building. It had always been too deserted. The butler was watching those servants move things at the gate. "Hey... be careful, especially when you move Professor George's books. They're worth more than money!" he shouted. "Got it." Savannah stood aside, trying to give them a hand, but was pulled into the room by Danica. "Let's go in! There are so many people here, and you're not needed! Come on, let