Chapter 212


    Chapter 212


    Kennedy’s face changed color, and he quickly asked his wife to bring his raincoat.


    “Ms. Schneider, I’ll go check first, you guys sit here for a while.”


    Seeing the serious look on Kennedy’s face, Briana nodded, “Yes, Mr. Stapleton, be careful.”


    Kennedy didn’t say anything else, he picked up his raincoat, put it on, and left with the person who had


    arrived.


    Briana and her group had originally nned to return when the rain lightened up, but unexpectedly, the


    rain didn’t stop all night, and Kennedy didn’te back either.


    On the other hand, the news of the downpour in Vertown also topped the trending list.


    After a whole night of rain, many people in Vertown woke up in the morning to find that the


    umted water on the roads was already half a meter high. Both the subway and buses had


    stopped running, and the entire city was paralyzed.


    The moment Maxim saw the message, he immediately called Briana, but it was constantly in a state of


    being turned off.


    His eyes grew cold as he called Rayan into his office, “Prepare a helicopter, I’m going to Vertown.”


    Shock shed in Rayan’s eyes as he said, “Mr. Yoder, it’s still storming in Vertown. I heard that several


    landslides have already urred in some ces. Going to Vertown is very dangerous!”


    “And even in the past, it wasn’t necessarily possible to find where Ms. Schneider was!”


    Maxim looked at him with a cold expression, saying icily, “You talk too much!”


    “Mr. Yoder!”


    “Get ready immediately, don’t make me say it a third time!”


    Half an hourter, a helicopter slowly ascended from the rooftop of the Yoder Group, heading towards


    Vertown.


    Rosecliff Vige.


    The few households near the foot of the mountain had already been flooded. Kennedy, along with the


    vigers, quickly helped them move their important belongings to higher ground. Everyone was


    solemn.


    They had never seen such heavy rain before, nor did they know how long it wouldst. The dark sky


    looked like a gaping mouth, as if it wanted to swallow everything.


    Briana and the others‘ phones had run out of batteryst night. They sat by the window, watching the


    rain that was as heavy as the night before, with various expressions on their faces.


    Charlotte’s face was full of worry as she said, “I wonder how long this rain willst. It won’t flood here,


    will it?”


    Kennedy’s wife, Ingrid, brought over breakfast and said upon hearing his concerns, “You don’t need to


    worry, our ce is on high ground, it won’t get flooded.”


    Though she said so, there was also worry in her eyes.


    Just as a few people were about to have breakfast, a soaking wet person


    hurried over.


    “Mr. Stapleton was injured, sister–inw, you should go check on him.”


    Upon hearing this, Ingrid’s face turned pale, “Where?”


    “Was at Uncle Wang’s house.”


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    Ingrid dashed directly into the rain curtain, the person was about to follow her when Briana suddenly


    spoke up, “I’ll go with you.”


    As soon as these words came out, everyone was instantly staring at her


    in shock.


    “Ms. Schneider, the flood is rising now, there won’t be anyone to take care of you if you go. It’s safer to


    stay here.”


    “I had learned some basic first aid knowledge, so I could help Mr. Stapleton with his wound first.”


    The road into the vige was blocked by andslidest night, making it absolutely impossible to send


    Kennedy out for treatment now.


    “Alright, then youe with me.”


    Briana turned back to look at Charlotte and William, and said, “You two stay here, and if anything


    happens, William, you take extra care of Charlotte.”


    William nodded, “Alright, Ms. Schneider, take care.”


    Briana didn’t say anything else, she turned around and left with the vigers.


    They quickly arrived at Uncle Wang’s house. Kennedy was helping the vigers move things when he


    identally slipped and his leg was


    scratched by a branch. The wound was not deep but it was long, continuously oozing fresh blood,


    which looked very scary.


    Hector was handing a first aid kit to Kennedy to treat his wounds. It must have been brought by him, as


    the vigers would not possibly prepare such a thing.


    She walked over to Hector, crouched down in front of him, and said, “Let me do it.”


    Hector paused when he saw her, “How did you get here?”