On the other side, as the helicopter blades sliced through the air, Beck found himself struggling to
articulate the storm of words brewing within him since Ian had hung up the phone. He licked his
parched lips, but when he finally spoke, his voice was nothing more than a raspy whisper. “Can we go
any faster?” Ian just stared icily ahead, seemingly deaf to Beck’s plea. Beck clenched his fists,
overcome with a sense of worthlessness. His sister had been right there in front of him all along, and
he’d failed to recognize her. A sour tang pinched at his nose, but he couldn’t find the right words to
express the turmoil swirling inside him. Ian, face set in stone, piloted the chopper towards their
destination. “If Maja’s dead, Dylan’s going down with her,” he said, his words dissipating in the gusts of
wind, leaving Beck feeling utterly drained. Before their father had lapsed into a coma, he had made it
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtclear that if his daughter was still alive, she would inherit the entire Sanders family fortune. Beck
wished for nothing more than for his little sister to be alive. He believed that if she were, their family
could somehow return to their former days. But Maja, his sister, was nobody’s fool when it came to
relationships. The bottom line was simple: she returned kindness with kindness. But if you slapped her,
she might very well slap you back tenfold. She was strong, composed, and decisive—leaving the likes
of Judith in the dust by miles. This was the sister he knew. Tears threatened to spill, but he restrained
them, his eyes merely swimming with unshed emotion. In a rare turn to superstition, Beck clasped his
hands together, silently praying to the heavens to keep Maja safe and sound. As the helicopter hovered
above the villa, Beck’s grip tightened around a pair of binoculars he’d grabbed. Ian’s voice was
chillingly calm. “Take a look. See where they are.” Through the lenses, Beck’s worst fears materialized:
Maja, locked in a cage, about to be cast into the river. “Quick, Ian, get lower! They’re about to dump her
in the water!”
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Panic broke his voice, and his palms were slick with sweat. “Fly lower, I’ll jump and save her.” Ian didn’t
respond but maneuvered the helicopter down. Just as the cage splashed into the river, a loud
commotion erupted from the surface. The men on the boat froze, and one exclaimed, “It’s Mr. Beck!”
They were poised to shoot, but upon recognizing Beck, none dared to act. The boat was now a fair
distance from the shore, too far to immediately relay the turn of events to Dylan. The men exchanged
nervous glances, fearing for Beck’s safety. Reluctantly, they stopped the boat, waiting for Beck to
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmemerge from the depths. As he hit the water, Beck’s heart hammered against his ribs, tears mingling
with the river—unaware he was crying, only feeling the intense sting in his eyes, as if they were about
to explode. What if he had been too late? If they had delayed even a few minutes, Maja would be die.
What would become of their father, his older brother, the entire Sanders legacy? All he could do now
was to swim desperately downward, pushing the cage upward until it broke the surface. Turning to the
men on the boat, he barked, “What are you waiting for? Get down here and help, or you’ll be shot on
the spot!” “But Mr. Dylan said…” “So you think I’m more reasonable than he is?” They shivered and
plunged into the water without further hesitation. Together, they heaved the cage back onto the boat.
But inside, Maja lay unconscious. Beck reached a trembling hand through the bars, laying it gently on
her nose. There was relief when he felt her breath. His eyes heated up as he turned to the frozen men.
“What are you idiots doing? The key—open the cage, now!”