<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 908 The Rescue</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Outside the factory, the subordinates had already been discreetly handled by the people led by Sven. They had also discovered that Nathaniel and Cecilia, along with a few others, were currently in the most optimal position for rescue.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Sven and Mason exchanged a ce, then forcefully barged in.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The turn of events was so sudden that Ethan could hardly believe it. His subordinates were thrown into a panic.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Mr. Ethan!”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">At this moment, Ethan understood. Cecilia and the others were merely buying time and waiting for help to arrive. How could he be so naive? But how on earth did Mason and the others manage to find him?</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">At this point, he couldn’t escape anymore, but he was determined to make Nathaniel and his associates pay with their lives.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Whoever can get rid of these two women and Nathaniel, I’ll reward you with ten million! If you die, I will take care of your families!”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Ten million?</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">This was a sum of money that many ordinary people couldn’t earn in their entire lifetime.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">A few subordinates exchanged nces, then headed toward Cecilia and her group.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia immediately grabbed Nathaniel’s hand. “Let’s go.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The terrifying sound of a de slicing through the air echoed in her ears, causing her scalp to tingle with fear.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Jessica was still crying out, “Nathaniel, Nathaniel, save me!”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The three individuals found themselves in a predicament, Jessica was injured, Cecilia was pregnant, and Nathaniel’s right hand was wounded. They had nowhere to escape.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia found herself perilously close to another person. As she saw the de about to descend upon her, instinctively, she shielded her belly.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She thought she was going to die, yet Nathaniel stood before her once again. This time, her vision was painted red with blood.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Nathaniel!”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Her stomach was in relentless pain, yet she reached up to hold him tightly.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Nathaniel!”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Sven had already arrived and dealt with that attacker.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In less than ten minutes, everyone else was dealt with. Ethan tried to escape, but before he could get far, he was knocked unconscious.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia was past the point of caring about anyone else. She forced herself to stay upright, clinging onto Nathaniel.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She had no idea where Nathaniel was injured, but her palms were now sticky with his blood.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Nathaniel… How are you doing?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I’m okay.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel’s lips had lost all color, yet he was stillforting her, “I’m fine.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia felt as if her heart had been pricked by a needle.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Why?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“What… Why?” Nathaniel asked, his voice heavy and listless.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Why did you stand in my way? Why did you save me?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Unable to contain herself any longer, tears streamed down Cecilia’s face.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel couldn’t help but chuckle. “Silly girl.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">What else could it be? I’ve fallen for you.</font></font>


    However, he no longer had the strength to respond. He leaned heavily against Cecilia, looking as though he was about to copse onto the ground.


    Kneeling on one knee, Cecilia could barely support him. “Nathaniel…”


    Mason hurried over.


    “Mrs. Rainsworth, let me help,” he offered.


    Mason instructed two bodyguards to step forward and escort Nathaniel into the car.Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.


    Then, Mason went to assist Cecilia. “Mrs. Rainsworth, let’s go. Let’s get in the car.”


    It took Cecilia a while to regain herposure. He gently guided her, helping her into the car. Upon seeing the situation, Jessica immediately called out to Mason, “Mason… Mr. Sanders, what about me?”


    Mason gave a subtle signal to the two bodyguards, who then proceeded to carry Jessica.


    Sven swept up all the remaining people from behind, then led them away one by one, bound and secured.


    On the way to the hospital, the vehicle was equipped with a doctor who was tending to Nathaniel and staunching his bleeding.


    Only then did Cecilia discover that he had injured his back. When she saw the blood vessels on the side of his head, she felt a pang of heartache that she had never felt before.


    Tightly gripping Nathaniel’s hand, she called out, “Nathaniel…”


    This was the first time she had willingly called out to him like that ever since her despairing departure six years ago.