After Divorce, I Became A Queen novel Chapter 172

Chapter 172 Find Her, Alive or Dead

"She's still there! We got so much advanced equipment, there was no way we can't get them back!" Sion snapped. The scarlet eyes showed his disbelief.

Albie then rushed over too. Listening to the words, his face instantly darkened, threatening.

"Officers, please think of a way, what equipment do you need? We can pay any amount of money! We can't give up the salvage!"

"Mr Doyle," Ernie Kelly, the captain of the team, looked embarrassed, "now the weather's terrible, plus the river is too deep, there's no way."

"Keep looking." Sion's voice was muffled by the sound of water as if he was trying to restrain his emotions.

"Right," Ernie replied while he sighed looking at the river. That was the first time he had felt so helpless.

On hearing the bad news of failure, Sion felt his heart aching a lot as if it was bleeding uncontrollably.

"Find her! Alive or dead." Sion said in a tone of command.

At this time, the nerves inside almost ran him frenzy.

Sion took over the life jacket David handed over and was ready to follow him on board again.

Albie pulled him back and asked, "Do you think she's in there?"

The sinking pain in Albie's eyes was barely suppressed since he realized how dangerous it was in the river. There were flowing gravel and giant fishes in the current. He dared not to imagine if Aurora was in there.

Sion didn't turn around and said, "She must not be in there." But his voice was drowned out by the roar of the thunder. Then he boarded a ship directly.

Looking at his back, Albie clenched his fist and then he put on the life jacket.

Aurora, please be alive.

At the beginning of the night, Lower Hopton seemed to have put on the most gorgeous coat. Colourful hues decorated the city, but gradually in the pouring rain, its outline was blurred. It made the city look like a mirage.

"Mr Carroll, it's raining heavily, and it may not stop tonight. Why don't you and Mr Doyle go back first, we will inform you when we have any news."

Ernie came over in a speedboat, yelling out words that were muffled by the rain and could not be heard very well.

With two important entrepreneurs of Lower Hopton in their team, he was unable to take on the responsibility once something bad happened to them.

"No need." Sion glanced at Albie in a distance, and in the darkness, their eyes met. They understood each other's insistence.

"Good work Ernie, keep looking!"

The rain ran down his cheeks, trickled into his mouth, and was spit out in one gulp.

Ernie saw that they all insisted, so he didn't say anything further to stop them. He waved his hand and said to the others, "Keep looking!"

The dense night was like a dark, opening huge mouth, trying to swallow the world into its belly.

A night passed with no progress.

The river bottom around the cross-river bridge was almost turned over, but no trace was found.

"Mr Carroll," David looked at Sion, whose eyes were red and his face was pale, and he couldn't help but persuade him to leave, "Or you should go back to get some rest. The police will continue to look for them, I am watching, If there is any news, I'll immediately notify you."

"No." Sion's voice seemed to be assimilated by the cold night, "I have to find her."

Or, he didn't know what else he could do. The remorse in his heart was like a soaking sponge, swelling up and almost blocking his lungs to suffocate him.

Why hadn't he recognized her earlier?

It was clear that Nevaeh's voice was nothing like hers.

When he went to River Green last time, he saw her there. She had been to the earthquake site centre. How come he did not have the slightest suspicion?

Thinking of this, Sion felt a real pain in his heart.