Chapter 311
Roxanne''s instincts screamed at her to dodge, to evade the emotional onught.
But Harrison held both her and little Ang in a tight embrace, his strength evident yet careful not to
cause them any pain.
She was flustered. "Harrison, didn''t we agree on this before?"
"I''m sorry." Harrison, struggling to restrain himself, reluctantly let go of them, his voice tinged with
destion, "I got carried away. I shouldn''t have talked about this in front of Ang. I know you don''t
want to hear it. Just pretend I didn''t say anything."
Roxanne steered the conversation elsewhere, "Don''t worry about us. You go and take care of your
business overseas. When I can, I''ll take Ang to visit her grandpa."
Three hourster, Harrison boarded the ne.
A week flew by, and it was Friday.
At just past four in the afternoon, Roxanne wrapped up thest of her work and called Vincent.
"Vincent, are you at home? I''ll bring Ang over in about an hour."
"An hour, huh?" Vincent''s voice crackled over the phone, "Roxanne, I might not be back by then.
Harrison''s flying back today. He called me insisting I pick him up from the airport. I''ve just set off for the
airport. It''ll probably take me an hour and a half to get back. I''ve got a dinner party tonight, but I could
cancel it. Since Harrison''sing back today, why don''t you join us for dinner? I''ll have Marico
prepare."
Harrison wasing back today?
Roxanne thought it was tomorrow.
Seems she had gotten the dates mixed up.
She declined politely, "Vincent, that''s alright. You''ve got your dinner party, so you should go. You''ve
made ns. Don''t cancel on my ount."
"Those old chaps aren''t as important as Ang and you," Vincent dered firmly. "Nothing beats
spending time with my granddaughter."
"Vincent, really, it''s okay. I know you love spending time with Ang. I''ll bring her over tomorrow
morning. I''ve got to run, talk to youter."
After hanging up, Roxanne nced at the clock.
There were twenty minutes until Ang''s school let out.
It was time to leave for the kindergarten.
As she exited her office, she overheard the staff buzzing with grim news.
"Good heavens, how tragic! That ne crashed over the ocean. What hope is there for survivors?"
"Let''s hope some made it. With over two hundred people on board, it''d be devastating if no one
survived. That''s hundreds of shattered families."
"It''s a curse, these crashes happening more and more often."
The employees'' faces were somber as they discussed the grim news, Chloe among them.
Roxanne approached, "What ne crash?"
"A Boeing international flight to Seraphim Haven Airport," one co-worker informed her, reciting the flight
number before asking, "Roxanne, you mentioned Harrison wasing back tomorrow, right?"
When she heard the flight crashed today, Roxanne''s heart began to race.
Her mind nked for a moment.
A feeling of dread crept over her, and she quickly asked, "Chloe, which flight are you talking about?"
Chloe repeated the flight number.
Without thinking, Roxanne frantically tried to call Vincent.
She needed to confirm Harrison''s flight number.
After all, Harrison too was flying back today, direct to Seraphim Haven Airport.
Perhaps due to panic, her fingers trembled as she struggled to dial Vincent''s number on her phone.
Chloe, noticing Roxanne''s distress, asked urgently, "Roxanne, what''s wrong? Harrison isn''t flying back
today, is he?"
"I don''t know," Roxanne replied, her voice barely audible, her body feeling weak.
Finally, Vincent''s number dialed through.
But no one answered.
Roxanne called over and over, the calls went through, but Vincent never picked up.
This had never happened before.
Vincent normally answered her calls immediately.
A terrible suspicion started to form in her mind.
"Roxanne, what''s wrong? Talk to me. You are scaring me," Chloe pleaded.
"No, it can''t be," Roxanne suppressed her dreadful guess, "It just can''t be."
She needed to contact Alexander.
Alexander would surely know Harrison''s flight number.
But when she called Alexander, the phone just rang unanswered.
Then she called Samuel and Evelyn.
Both of them had the same response. They didn''t know Harrison''s flight number.
"Chloe, can you pick up Ang from kindergarten for me?" Roxanne''s voice shook, "I need to get to
the airport."
Half an hourter, Roxanne made it to the airport.
In the parking lot, she ran into Dominic and Alexander, who had just parked their car.
"Dominic, Alexander!" she called out to them.
The men turned at the sound of her voice. Roxanne asked, "What are you guys doing here at the
airport?"
Dominic didn''t respond.
His face was ashen, his eyes avoiding Roxanne''s.
Alexander looked equally grave, "Roxanne, there''s been an ident with Harrison."
It was as if a bomb exploded in Roxanne''s mind.
She didn''t need Alexander to say more; she had already pieced it together.
The wholepany had seen the news of the ne crashing into the sea, and that flight was surely
Harrison''s.
On her way here, she had checked - there was only one international flight from Harrison’s ce to
Seraphim Haven today.
And Harrison was supposed to be on that flight.
She couldn''t take it.
Leaning on a nearby pir for support, she managed to stay on her feet.
"Looks like you''ve already heard about Harrison''s flight going down," Alexander said, his voiceden
with grief.
Ten minutester.
Alexander and Dominic walked side by side, escorting Roxanne, who was disconste, to meet
Vincent.
They were heading to the gathering of other families who hade to pick up their loved ones from the
airport.
The scene was chaotic.
Some people were crying, others were demanding answers from the airport staff.
The area was cordoned off, isted from the outside world.
The atmosphere was so heavy that it was suffocating.
Under Alexander''s guidance, Roxanne saw Vincent sitting in a corner, silent as if he had aged a
decade in an instant.
His eyes were dim and lifeless.
He sat there, motionless.
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It wasn''t until Roxanne, with her eyes blurred by tears, called out to him that he seemed to snap out of
his daze and look up.
Seeing Roxanne, the old man knew she must be aware of the tragedy.
Trying to be strong for her, he consoled, "Roxanne, don''t worry, Harrison will be fine. He has to be. He
promised me he''d win you back, and he wouldn''t break his word. He just wouldn''t."
"Vincent!" Roxanne choked up, a dull ache in her chest as she struggled to findforting words, but
none woulde.
A ne crash at sea left almost no chance of survival.
She didn''t know how to console him.
Thinking of little Ang growing up without her dad, and recalling how Harrison had begged for a
family photo before he left, how humbly he had asked for a reconciliation, her head felt like it was about
to explode.