Chapter 397


    A vast jungle, seemingly endless, stretched out before them.


    This jungle was teeming with ferocious beasts and birds of prey. Even in daylight, anyone stepping into


    this jungle might find themselves under attack, let alone in the pitch-dark night.


    Shielded by bodyguards, Elijah stepped into this terror-filled jungle. As the shlight in his hand


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    illuminated the dense vines and branches ahead, he felt an increasing sense of despair.


    How dare she?


    How dare she enter this ce?


    Did she really think she could make it out alive?


    Even after knowing there was no way out, why did she still choose not to turn back?


    Even if she had turned back halfway out of fear, he wouldn''t be this mad!


    "Violette!" He called her name, his voice trembling.


    The bodyguards joined him, shouting, "Ms. Dennis! We''re here looking for you! If you can hear us,


    please respond!"


    But all that answered them were the howling wind and some animal noises.


    About twenty minutes into their difficult trek, the beam of the shlight caught a bathrobe on the


    ground. It was the one Violette had been wearing that night. After her bath, as there were no clothes for


    her, Elijah had given her his bathrobe to wear. This grey bathrobe, which he had helped her put on,


    how could it be here?


    Why was it taken off?


    With his heart in a mess, he quickly walked over and picked it up.


    "Mr. Bourne, the robe is torn... and there''s blood!" One of the bodyguards pointed out the tear and the


    bloodstains to Elijah.


    His hand holding the robe was shaking incessantly. She must have encountered a beast. Otherwise,


    how could her robe be torn and bloodied? She must have been hurt. And without any clothes on, even


    if she had not been killed by a beast, she would have frozen half to death from exposure to the cold


    weather.


    He didn’t dare to think any further.


    A hint of distress shed in Elijah''s eyes. He took a deep breath, clenching his fists and striding deeper


    into the jungle.


    He had never imagined that he would put her in such danger and distress. He loved her, no other


    woman in the world had ever fascinated and enraptured him like she did. Yet, why had he driven her to


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    Somewhere along the way, it began to rain. The rain pierced through the dense canopy, mercilessly


    drenching them.