Chapter 845


    Chapter 845 I Found It


    Not only was the airport eerily quiet, but Brandon was standing very close to J, making it easy for


    her to hear what Frank had just said over the phone.


    At Frank''s words, J froze.She stood up and asked, in a strangled voice, "Did Frank just say that


    Draco’s condition has worsened?"


    Brandon had never been in this situation before.


    Having had so many dealings with businessmen over the years, he was able spout falsehoods easily.


    When facing J, however, he found himself unable to say anything other than the truth.


    All he could do now was nod.


    J took several deep breaths to try to calm herself down.


    "It''s all my fault," she whimpered.


    Tears filled her eyes and she knelt down on the ground weakly.Her shoulders trembled as the intensity


    of her crying increased.


    "I must be bad luck; wherever I go, I put others in danger.Now I''ve even hurt my most respected


    teacher."


    Disregarding the fact that J''s hand had been touching the dirty floor, Brandon held her hand and


    pulled her up into his arms.


    "It''s not your fault," he reassured her warmly.


    Burying her face in his arms, J kept sobbing.


    "Don''tfort me.I know I''m a jinx.Everyone''s been saying so, ever since I was a child."


    She had never been lucky.It seemed that anyone who approached her became prone to misfortune.


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    Brandon bowed his head and spoke slowly, choosing each word with care.


    "The reason Draco chose to take you with him to the show was that he knows you can handle all sorts


    of situations.Now is no exception.Draco trusts you very much.So don''t let him down and let''s find the


    syringe."


    With a serious look on his face, Brandon added, "Now''s not the time for crying.Save your tears for


    Draco''s funeral after we try and fail every means we can think of to save him."


    "But Frank said..."


    J began, panicking.


    Brandon interrupted her.


    "Frank just said that Draco''s condition was getting worse.He didn''t say that Draco was dead.As long as


    he’s still alive, we still have time."


    J rxed significantly.


    "What do you think I should do?" she asked.


    "Calm down and think about what happened.Try to recall every detail.Maybe that will help," Brandon


    replied.


    After thinking for a moment, he added, "Where might Jorge have hidden the syringe?"


    At this, J began to recall what had happened.


    The scene in the ne reyed in her mind.


    When Jorge had rushed over to her, he must have been holding the syringe in his hand.


    Draco had rushed over and stood between J and Jorge, causing Jorge to identally inject Draco


    with the poison.


    Then J had shouted, and Jorge had run away.


    Within 10 minutes of Jorge’s escape, he was caught by the police.


    The only possible hiding ce between the ne and his capture had been a trash can, but J had


    already checked it and the syringe wasn''t there.


    Where would Jorge have hidden the syringe in such a short amount of time? Suddenly, J had an


    idea.


    "The syringe is probably still on the ne!" she said urgently.


    "Let''s go back to the cabin."


    When they returned to the ne, she found her seat and said, "This is where I was sitting.Jorge was


    sitting behind me.He walked out from the front seat and ran back in the same direction."


    Something suddenly urred to her.She squatted down and searched the cushion in the front row.


    The syringe was there! J was ecstatic.


    "Brandon!" she cried.


    "I found it!"


    At the time, the scene had been utter chaos.It would have been impossible for Jorge to throw away the


    syringe directly, but he also had no time to destroy it.


    As it turned out, he had hidden it in the nearest avable hiding ce.


    it was so unlikely that nobody could have expected it.Brandon asked his people to send the syringe to


    the hospital immediately.