The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1889

“Yasmine, what about you?”

Yasmine confirmed that the rope was tied tightly and wiped the rain off her face. “Me? What about me? You have no idea how important you are around here. If anything happened to you, Boyd would skin me alive. You can't die on my watch.”

Saying these words, Yasmine couldn't help but shiver all over, feeling an unexpected chill in her heart amidst such a situation.

“I’ll lead the way. You follow.”

Serana nodded vigorously, her earlier trepidation replaced by a semblance of relief. “Okay, okay.”

She glanced at the rope around her waist, then lifted her eyes to look towards the mountain through the rain. Confirming that her rope was in their hands, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Compared to the earlier nervousness and caution, she now appeared much more relaxed.d2

A single rope brought about a profound psychological transformation in her. It was precisely this change that caught her off guard when the unexpected happened.

Serana’s movements, once cautious, had grown careless.

Since she refused to climb by herself, Jasmine had to move closer, bringing them both near the precarious branch.

A sudden gust whipped through the trees, and the branch began to sway violently.

Jasmine’s face turned a shade paler. Gripping the branch for dear life, she bellowed, “Don’t move!”

The wind raged, the branch thrashing even more fiercely.

“Yasmine...”

Serana watched as Yasmine's body swayed violently, knowing there was a rope on herself, she freed one hand to grab onto Yasmine. In an instant, Serana also lost her balance and let out a scream.

Those holding the rope felt a sudden tug and, instinctively, they pulled with all their might. A resounding crack split the air as the branch snapped.

When they finally pulled the other end of the rope back, only a nearly catatonic Serana remained.

The broken branch was still hanging there, but there was no figure upon it. A buzzing filled Bryson's head, his body swaying as he screamed, heart-rending, "Yasmine!!”

Serana jolted from Bryson’s agonized cry, snapping back to reality only to find nothing but the rain before her.

The fear of this very disaster had cast a shadow over the day’s hopes. And as fate would have it, their worst fears materialized.

“Quick! Get down the hill and find help!”

“Yes, sir!”

“Yes!”

Panic ensued among them.

Despite their best intentions and this being the most viable rescue method given the circumstances, they had allowed a young girl to take a risk, and now disaster had struck.

Unable to justify their actions to her family, their superiors, or the public conscience, the weight of their failure was crushing.

Darkness had fully descended. The rain grew heavier, the sound of wind and water ominously clear, echoing the emptiness of an abyss.

Serana was rooted to the spot, her face ashen, her body shaking uncontrollably.

A police officer, frustrated and furious, brushed back his hair and paced before barking orders, “You take her down the mountain. The rest of you, get your asses down there and find the missing girl!”

They sprang into action, Bryson dropping to the ground, supporting himself on his hands and stretching out his legs, inching his way down the hill.

“Hey!”

“Don’t worry about me. Please, I’m begging you, find Yasmine!”

His voice seemed to carry all his strength. With a heavy sigh, he leaned further down the slope.

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As Serana was escorted down the mountain, Ava, uneasy and clad in a raincoat with a flashlight in hand, was making her way up.

Upon seeing Serana, Ava paused, stepping aside to let them pass. She had questions but was intimidated by the uniformed figure carrying Serana.

After they passed, she continued her ascent, following the faint noises to the scene of the incident. Her flashlight swept the area, landing on the rope on the ground and the broken branch. Ava froze, then took a few steps forward, hearing noises from below.

Serana's pale face flashed in her mind, and she gripped the flashlight tighter.

Something terrible had happened.

After a moment of hesitation, she turned and raced down the hill.