Once Carl had calmed Noelle, he turned to the rest of the Liddells and said, "If you don't want to live on the run, now's your chance to walk away."
Donovan was the first to speak. "Of course, we're coming with you. We have to protect Noelle."
Frank stayed silent. At this point, they had no choice but to comply now that Carl had cut off any retreat.
"Good, so let's leave together. We'll just build something for ourselves abroad," Carl said and nodded.
Leaning toward Frank, Donovan murmured, "Think about what happened to Blake. Carl is capable of anything if you push him too far."
Frank didn't reply, knowing he had to stay close to know where Carl was taking Noelle. Otherwise, how could he ever reunite her with Cedric?
An hour after the group left the airport, another team arrived, searching for Noelle. But she was already gone.
When the news reached Cedric, he was reviewing the surveillance footage, his gaze lingering on her face. Reaching out to caress her face on the screen, he murmured, "She's lost weight."
Eugene reported. "We were a step too late. That place was so remote that the plane left no trace, so the trail ends here. It's going to be tough to pick up anything again."
"Someone has arranged that on purpose," Cedric muttered.
Then, he noticed something else on the footage. "And this tiny airport happens to be broadcasting news of Blake's death. Looks like Mia moved fast and spread the news far."
Eugene chuckled. "She's Noelle's best friend, so it's no surprise she'll use every trick she knows to find her."
The Cantrells had built their empire in media, and no wonder Mia could get news of Blake's death from Montrevia to a random airstrip in Sandelford.


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