Sebastian charged at the fire like a madman, but the bodyguards held him back. "Mr. Winters, it''s too dangerous. There''s gasoline in there, and the fire''s out of control." "Move! I need to save Joyce, my child!" Sebastian yelled.


    "Mr. Winters, you''ll die if you go in. Let us handle it," one bodyguard pleaded.


    Sebastian knocked them down with a punch each, soaked his clothes in seawater, and rushed into the mes. "Joyce, I''m here! Where are you?" he shouted.


    After searching for a while with no sign of Joyce, he heard a familiar voice. "Sebastian, save me!"


    He turned and saw Isabe tied to a pir, surrounded by mes. His heart sank.


    ''Joyce must have tied her up and escaped. The only way out is to jump into the sea, but Joyce''s terrified of deep water, and she''s pregnant,'' he thought. Sebastian kicked a burning fireball at Isabe, making the mes around her worse. "Sebastian, please save me! I''ll tell you where Joyce is," Isabe screamed.


    She struggled against the ropes, but they were too tight. The mes closed in on her.


    Isabe cried and begged, but Sebastian showed no sympathy. He nced at her like she was trash and jumped into the sea.


    Isabe was engulfed by mes, the heat unbearable. Watching the bodyguards follow Sebastian into the sea, she felt abandoned.


    Then she heard a familiar voice. Theodore led a group into the mes, shouting, "Get her out now. Save Joyce at all costs."


    "Yes, Mr. Vale," they replied.


    Isabe thought she was saved. Theodore wasn''t as ruthless as Sebastian; he would save her for their shared past.


    "Theodore, I''m here! Save me!" she shouted.


    Theodore was about to rush over but stopped when he saw it was Isabe. His eyes turned cold. "Isabe, you brought this on yourself. Dream on if you think I''ll save you!"


    He jumped into the sea too.


    Both Sebastian and Theodore chose to save Joyce. No one cared about Isabe. Her heartache was worse than the mes. She screamed, "Joyce, go to hell!"


    The fire on the ship intensified, and all the rescuers focused on finding Joyce, ignoring Isabe.


    Sebastian searched underwater for a long time but found no trace of Joyce. The waves kept crashing over him.


    He searched desperately, knowing how dangerous it was for Joyce. Even if she could swim, her deep-sea phobia would paralyze her.


    Terrified, he swam towards deeper waters.


    Time passed, and the rescue team searched all night but found nothing.


    The sea was rough at night; even a cow would have been swept away, let alone Joyce''s small body.novelbin


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    "Mr. Winters, we''ve searched everywhere nearby. Mrs. Winters is probably..." The rescue team leader was cut off by Sebastian''s sternmand. "Keep searching! She''s still alive!"


    Despite the slim odds, Sebastian believed Joyce wouldn''t leave him.


    Theodore looked serious. "Isabe''s got severe burns, her face is disfigured, and her vocal cords are damaged. My dad saved her. Should we bring her back?"


    Sebastian gritted his teeth at the mention of Isabe. "Make sure she stays alive. Dying would be too easy for her!"


    Theodore nodded, his voice heavy. "Sebastian, we need to prepare ourselves mentally." He patted Sebastian''s shoulder, his tone filled with sorrow.


    With the rough seas and Joyce''s deep-sea phobia, her chances were slim. If it were a river, maybe, but this was the deep sea.


    Sebastian searched with the rescue team for five days and nights without rest. They found nothing.


    Theodore, seeing Sebastian''s gaunt face, said softly, "Sebastian, if Joyce were still here, we would''ve found her by now. You should rest. I''ll take people to search elsewhere. Maybe she swam to shore." Theodore knew it was unlikely, but everyone clung to a glimmer of hope.


    Sebastian stood on the rescue ship''s deck, hands trembling as he tried to light a cigarette. Dominic finally helped him.


    He took a deep drag, his bloodshot eyes staring into the distance. "I believe she won''t leave me," he said hoarsely.


    Theodore''s eyes welled up. "I believe she''s still alive too. I haven''t even called her my sister yet. I haven''t had the chance to love her. God wouldn''t be so unfair."


    He turned to Sebastian. "Isabe''s been saved. She''s severely burned. From now on, she''s probably a wreck."


    Sebastian took a few more deep drags, his eyes cold. "Is she conscious?"


    Theodore replied, "Yes, but she can''t speak."


    "Good, that''s exactly what I want. When Joyce and I get married, I''ll make sure she''s there to witness our happiness."


    To kill someone emotionally was the best revenge.


    Theodore''s eyes filled with pain. Tears rolled down his cheeks. He patted Sebastian''s shoulder, trying to stay calm. "Alright, I believe that day wille. When we reunite with Joyce, we''ll bring Isabe too. I want her to see Joyce be the most cherished and beloved princess of the Vale Family."


    The rescue team continued searching, and Theodore knocked Sebastian out and took him home. If Sebastian kept searching, he would copse next.


    As Theodore left Sebastian''s house, he saw a familiar figure. Darren, looking exhausted, got out of the car. Seeing Theodore, he stormed over and grabbed him by the cor.


    Darren cursed angrily, "You bastard! Isabe was burned so badly, and you didn''t save her. Instead, you spent all your time with Sebastian looking for that bitch Joyce. ! It''s fitting she''s dead, a fitting end for the girl who destroyed my daughter! If it weren''t for her, Isabe would be fine!"


    Darren punched Theodore in the face. Blood oozed from Theodore''s lip.


    Theodore wiped the blood from his mouth, staring at Darren. "Why do you think I''m looking for Joyce? Because she''s your and my mom''s biological daughter! She''s the sister I''ve been searching for!"