Chapter 392


    With that thought in mind, the teary-eyed Marilyn got to her feet and ran to Harold''s room.


    Staring at the empty room, Marilyn called Harold at once, but he had turned off his phone.


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    The fact that Quintus had returned from Jinrich in defeat on multiple asions further convinced her


    that Harold was lying.


    Thereafter, Marilyn rushed to Paradise Hotel''s headquarters to see Quintus.


    Unfortunately, she was informed that he wasn''t around, and no one knew where he had gone.


    Upon returning home in disappointment, Marilyn entered Harold''s room again. Uncontroble tears


    trickled down her cheeks as she gently stroked the nket he had covered himself with the nights


    before.


    “Harold, you have toe back alive. Regardless of whether you have feelings for me or not, I''m


    forever yours.”


    With her face buried in her hands, Marilyn wept in the room.


    She felt as if she had been a fool the night before. If he has no feelings for me, why would he rescue


    me from the Jackson family? He also wouldn''t have told all the powerful leaders of Hishwick Ind that


    I''m his woman.


    “You''re an idiot, Marilyn. Why did you believe him so easily?”


    Marilyn began to me herself.


    Meanwhile, when Jeslyn appeared at the room entrance and saw her daughter crying, she assumed


    that Harold had fled without saying goodbye due to his fear of Jinrich''s drug lords.


    “Don''t cry, Marilyn. A cowardly man like him doesn''t deserve your tears!” Jeslyn consoled Marilyn as


    she hugged thetter''s head.


    “He''s no coward, Mom. He went to rescue Dad and Evelyn!”


    All of a sudden, Marilyn got to her feet and corrected her mother loudly.


    “All right, all right. I get it.”


    When she saw how devastated Marilyn was, Jeslyn didn''t dare argue any further. Nheless, she


    thought that her daughter was just refusing to ept the truth.


    With that, both mother and daughterforted each other in the room.


    Meanwhile, Harold had ordered Quintus to fly them somewhere near Jinrich in a helicopter.


    Jinrich was located in the tropical mountains of South East Aploth at one thousand feet above sea


    level. Its warm weather and fertilend made it extremely suitable for farming, for crops would be


    produced in three out of the year''s four seasons.


    When it was time for harvest, thends would be covered in a golden hue.


    That was how Jinrich got its name based on the localnguage.


    “Land here.”


    As Harold had little knowledge of the situation in Jinrich, he got Quintus to drop him off somewhere


    near before returning to await further instructions.


    If they had gotten any closer, they ran the risk of their helicopter being shot down by artillery.


    Other than Harold, no one else could survive such a shot. Quintus and the pilot would definitely be


    killed.


    “Yes, Mr. Campbell!”


    From an outsider''s perspective, Jinrich was like an inessible fortress unless one knew someone on


    the inside.


    Nevertheless, Quintus was confident in Harold''s ability after spending a long time together as


    comrades.


    A ce as insignificant as Jinrich wasn''t going to stand in Harold''s way.


    Thus, Quintus,plying with Harold''s orders without protest, went back to wait.


    If the opportunity to destroy the impregnable Jinrich arose, both of them would coordinate with each


    other to aplish it from within and without. That way, they could do the world a lot of good by


    eliminating the drug lords within the area.


    Thereafter, Harold was dropped off alone in a dense forest, armed with only a dagger.


    “This battle will be my deration to the world that Harold Campbell has returned!” Harold mumbled to


    himself, the bloodthirst of old gradually returning to him.


    Upon regaining hisposure, he began his journey by clearing the path ahead with his dagger.


    When Harold arrived in the vicinity of Jinrich, Zyaire and Evelyn had already been taken there in the


    middle of the night. The Three Serpents and their aplices had locked father and daughter up in a


    wooden hut as they discussed how to leverage the duo for profit.


    Both hostages had a ck bag draped over their heads and were tied to two thick wooden pirs.


    Evelyn, in particr, was bound so tightly that her curves were inadvertently entuated, causing The


    Three Serpents'' subordinates to ogle her lecherously.