Chapter 229 Carla's Efforts
Chapter 229 Carla's Efforts
Carla was finally allowed to go to NF.
The moment when she got on board the airplane, she felt thankful that Sean was her only family. She
didn't need to convince a lot of people to let her risk her life to save Terence.
'Sean, I'm sorry!
I know it's irresponsible as your sister, but when you grow up, you'll understand.
When you are old enough, you'll meet someone that you would be willing to give your life to. When that
day comes, you'll finally understand what I feel!' Carla thought.
The plane flew up to the sky until it disappeared above the clouds.
Noah was too late to stop her. When he got there, he saw that the plane was already rising to the sky.
"Todd, tell our men in NF that they are not allowed to hurt her if they see her," he commanded.
Todd glanced at Noah in surprise. However, he didn't say anything but nodded instead. "Yes. I'll send
Miss Carla's picture to them right now."
At that exact moment, a group of people were hiding in the jungle beside OS River.
"It seems that Mr. Marcus hasn't given up yet. They are conducting another round of search!"
Rainer said to a man who was sitting on the riverbank. Even though they were hiding for a month, they
still looked energetic.
The man Rainer was talking to was dressed in camouflage. He squinted his eyes to look at the blazing
sun. When he placed a piece of fish in his mouth, a wooden-fish bracelet swayed with his movements.
The bracelet was dirty and ragged, but he was still treasuring it.
The man was Terence who had been missing for over a month.
He was no longer the elegant and noble Mr. Terence An. His skin got a tan because of the harsh
sunlight but it only made him more charming and masculine. What was unchanged was his majestic
demeanor.
"Of course he won't be giving up soon. He will never rest until he finds my dead body."
Terence threw the remaining fish into the ground. Rainer buried it under some dirt and dry leaves.
They were extremely cautious not to leave a trace.
"Mr. Terence, if we continue going north for the next two days, we'll be able to meet Blue and the
others," Rainer said when he was finished burying the fish.
Marcus deployed more people recently, and they even searched more thoroughly than before. They
needed to slow down to avoid the drones in the sky and the search team on the ground.
"Yes. Your estimates are right. I found out his Achilles' heel. Marcus will never relax unless he finds me.
Fake a scene tomorrow to deceive them that I'm already dead. When he relaxes his vigilance, we can
move forward more smoothly,"
Terence said while staring at the jungle in front of him.
Nathan was coming back from the riverside. He was wearing a grass garland on his head as a
disguise.
"How long before they arrive here?" Terence asked.
"Mr. Terence, they'll be here in forty minutes; thirty if they're fast enough," Nathan replied.
Terence took the coat that Rainer offered him and stood up. He slung the gun over his shoulder and
commanded the dozens of people behind him, "Let's go!"
"Mr. Terence, please put some of this on your face. We need to be careful!" Rainer brought a small box
of camouflage oil and brushed some on Terence's handsome face.
Terence frowned. He never liked the smell but he didn't say anything until Rainer finished painting his
face. He placed a hat on his head and started marching forward.
Back to Carla.
She finally arrived in NF. However, what happened next was not what she expected.
Nicholas didn't allow her to look for Terence immediately. Instead, he told her to stay in one of the AJ
Group's hotels.
While spending some time at the hotel, she couldn't help but think that this was Nicolas' strategy.
He didn't want to put her in danger. Since she insisted, he didn't have a choice but to allow her to go to
NF. When she finally arrived, he instructed her to not look for Terence even though she was very close
to the crash site.
"Miss Carla, I'm sorry. We can't let you go unless we get the order!"
Carla was stopped again. She glared angrily at the four bodyguards who were assigned to her.
No matter what she said, they just remained emotionless. Carla had no choice but to return to her room
and call Nicholas.
"Carla, take it easy. The plane crash site is near Marcus' domain. If you go there now, you are only
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Just wait. I'll send more people to accompany you,"
Nicholas explained before hanging up the phone.
"Hello? Hello? Grandpa, are you still there?"
However, Nicolas was already off the phone. Carla closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Nicholas was obviously being strategic. She had spent a month on combat training but it seemed that it
was all in vain! She was only kept in the hotel, waiting.
Such being the case, why did Nicholas bother to let her train in the first place?
Suddenly, something occurred to Carla. She turned on her computer and cellphone. Once when she
had been inside Terence's company, she had taken a picture of the AJ Group's global distribution. They
marked all their companies in the global map.
She now had a general idea of Marcus' domain. If she crossed reference the global distribution map,
she could locate Marcus' precise location.
She did it immediately. It turned out that Marcus was merely tens of kilometers away from where she
was staying. Nicolas was not lying to her about this information. It was indeed not far from Terence's
crash site.
Theo already sent her the exact location of the crash site. She marked it on the map.
The OS River was the main river that had five tributaries. It was surrounded by dense jungle and steep
cliffs. There were a few farms that were scattered along the riverside.
She was thinking that Terence might be hiding there if he was still alive.
Though hope was slim, she was willing to try her best.
If she could meet him in BH City that had millions of people, it was not impossible for them to meet in a
jungle! She firmly believed it!
Carla drew a rough sketch of the area in a piece of paper. Then she peeked through the curtain to
check the situation downstairs.
She waited until 8 p.m. that night.
It was bustling with people outside and many seemed as if they just got off work and was now
preparing to have fun.
Carla opened a window. Climbing down the building through the window was not part of her plan. After
all, she was on the eighth floor.
She made the same mistake in the past but she was more experienced and cautious than before.
She used a grappling device and tied it to the balcony upstairs, then she opened a window and
sneaked out of the room.
She noticed that the room upstairs was not occupied. Thankfully, the window was not entirely closed so
she was able to grasp it as an opportunity.
She opened the door and walked out casually. She disguised herself so as not to alert the guards. She
tied her hair up and changed into a different set of clothes. She ever wore a pair of sunglasses. Then
she took the elevator down the building.
Thanks to the sunglasses, the people didn't notice her gaze. She had never been abroad before so she
was quite unaccustomed to see foreigners.
After leaving the hotel smoothly, Carla bought herself one of the ordinary dresses that the local women
wore. After that, she went into a barber shop.
The barber shop was usually open until 9 p.m. so Carla was still able to get herself a haircut.
She asked the hairdresser to dye her hair into a soft gold with a perm at the end. Then she asked them
for some dreadlocks. She looked entirely different from what she looked like when she first arrived.
When she was finished, she wore her sunglasses again and left.
Anyone who knew her would hardly recognize her if they saw her now. She looked like one of the
locals.
It wouldn't be easy for people to find her, and it only made it easier for her to focus on her plan. She
went to a garage and bought a second-hand scooter at a very low price.
She needed to travel tens of kilometers away, and she couldn't possibly go there just by walking.
Carla tried the scooter, and it worked well for her. She followed the GPS instruction in her phone and
headed straight to her destination.