Chapter 1413


    On the other side, as the helicopter des sliced through the air, Beck found himself struggling to


    articte the storm of words brewing within him since Ian had hung up the phone. He licked his


    parched lips, but when he finally spoke, his voice was nothing more than a raspy whisper.


    "Can we go any faster?"


    Ian just stared icily ahead, seemingly deaf to Beck''s plea.


    Beck clenched his fists, ovee with a sense of worthlessness. His sister had been right there in


    front of him all along, and he''d failed to recognize her.


    A sour tang pinched at his nose, but he couldn''t find the right words to express the turmoil swirling


    inside him.


    Ian, face set in stone, piloted the chopper towards their destination.


    "If Maja''s dead, Dn''s going down with her," he said, his words dissipating in the gusts of wind,


    leaving Beck feeling utterly drained.


    Before their father hadpsed into aa, he had made it clear that if his daughter was still alive, she


    would inherit the entire Sanders family fortune.


    Beck wished for nothing more than for his little sister to be alive. He believed that if she were, their


    family could somehow return to their former days.


    But Maja, his sister, was nobody’s fool when it came to rtionships. The bottom line was simple: she


    returned kindness with kindness.


    But if you pped her, she might very well p you back tenfold.


    She was strong,posed, and decisive—leaving the likes of Judith in the dust by miles.


    This was the sister he knew.


    Tears threatened to spill, but he restrained them, his eyes merely swimming with unshed emotion.


    In a rare turn to superstition, Beck sped his hands together, silently praying to the heavens to keep


    Maja safe and sound.


    As the helicopter hovered above the vi, Beck''s grip tightened around a pair of binocrs he''d


    grabbed.


    Ian''s voice was chillingly calm.


    "Take a look. See where they are."


    Through the lenses, Beck''s worst fears materialized: Maja, locked in a cage, about to be cast into the


    river.


    "Quick, Ian, get lower! They''re about to dump her in the water!"


    Panic broke his voice, and his palms were slick with sweat.


    "Fly lower, I''ll jump and save her."


    Ian didn''t respond but maneuvered the helicopter down.


    Just as the cage sshed into the river, a loudmotion erupted from the surface.


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    The men on the boat froze, and one eximed, "It''s Mr. Beck!"


    They were poised to shoot, but upon recognizing Beck, none dared to act.


    The boat was now a fair distance from the shore, too far to immediately ry the turn of events to


    Dn.


    The men exchanged nervous nces, fearing for Beck''s safety.


    Reluctantly, they stopped the boat, waiting for Beck to emerge from the depths.


    As he hit the water, Beck''s heart hammered against his ribs, tears mingling with the river—unaware he


    was crying, only feeling the intense sting in his eyes, as if they were about to explode.


    What if he had been toote?


    If they had dyed even a few minutes, Maja would be die.


    What would be of their father, his older brother, the entire Sanders legacy?


    All he could do now was to swim desperately downward, pushing the cage upward until it broke the


    surface.


    Turning to the men on the boat, he barked, "What are you waiting for? Get down here and help, or


    you''ll be shot on the spot!"


    "But Mr. Dn said..."


    "So you think I''m more reasonable than he is?"


    They shivered and plunged into the water without further hesitation.


    Together, they heaved the cage back onto the boat.


    But inside, Majay unconscious.


    Beck reached a trembling hand through the bars,ying it gently on her nose. There was relief when he


    felt her breath.


    His eyes heated up as he turned to the frozen men.


    "What are you idiots doing? The key—open the cage, now!"