Pure desolation was in the air as he scanned his office.
“Rachel… You’re a real pain in the ass.” Sebastian Brenand murmured, his right thumb repeatedly rubbing the picture of her face.
Not a day went by when he did not think of her.
Little did she know, he missed her more and more every day.
The thought of losing her terrified him. He had no idea how his life would be if he failed to find her.
He really could not live without Rachel Wood.
***
Meanwhile, Georgie Clementine was having an interview at the municipal hospital.
After the interview, Georgie sent all the reporters and fans away before dragging her exhausted body back to Josh Batton’s ward.
Coincidentally enough, Xyla Quest received a call from Team QPG’s president when Georgie entered the ward, asking when she would go for training.
Hearing that, Xyla told him that she would rush over right away.
She immediately rose to her feet.
After saying goodbye to Josh and Georgie, she grabbed her car keys and dashed out of the hospital.
She hopped into her red Maserati and sped all the way to Team QPG’s base.
The team members had been waiting for her for a long time.
Without further ado, Xyla settled down in front of her computer and threw herself into the training game.
Everyone was so focused on the match that all of them had lost track of time. They finally decided to call it a day after hours of training.
The training went pretty smoothly, and it ended in a jolly mood too.
Noticing it was already evening, Xyla bid a brief farewell to team members and left the base.
The golden sun blossomed upon the horizon as fresh colors filled the skies. Orange gold rays stretched far and wide, engulfing the land in the warmth before night fell upon it.
Xyla drove home in her red Maserati while enjoying the beautiful scenery ambling by, her face aglow with the orange rays of the setting sun.
However, the man hugged her even tighter. “Why are you running away? Hmm? Sit still.”
Having no other choice, Xyla stopped struggling and allowed him to hug her as she blushed slightly.
“You haven’t answered my question…”
“I’m not tired.”
“What do you want to eat tonight?”
“Hotpot.”
“I’ll go to the supermarket to get some ingredients later. Just wait for me at home, okay?”
“Alright.”
Zack wished that he could make himself invisible at that moment.
He admitted that he was a poor single man, but they did not have to rub it in, did they?
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