Adrian Walyon seed not to hear his words, staring absentmindedly at the sea.
In fact, he understood well what his subordinate said.
It’s just that Adrian was unwilling to acknowledge this fact.
If those who took Sumr Sutton had brought her to the seaside, there’d be no need to bring her here without pushing her into the sea.
In any case, Adrian’s stance was to find her alive or find her corpse.
That night, he dispatched a lot of people to the seaside, search and salvage boats were also deployed, searching along the entire sea area, yet there was still no news of Sumr Sutton.
Paul Walyon also brought many from the Walyon Family to help, over five hundred people searched along the surrounding sea areas for days, but still not a single ssage.
Paul Walyon comforted Adrian saying that if sothing had happened, after all these days, they would have found soone by now. Yet, despite the deploynt of so many salvage teams, there was no news, which ant that Sumr Sutton might still be alive.
As long as the worst isn’t seen with one’s own eyes, any possibility still exists.
Adrian rely stared at the sea absentmindedly, as if contemplating sothing.
After a long mont of being inattentive, his face suddenly lifted, commanding a group of people, "Prepare a boat to head out to sea, search along the nearby coastline, don’t leave out any port, we must find her!"
"Yes, young master!" A large group quickly set out afterward, arranging a cruise ship, and setting out in several batches to search the sea.
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When Sumr Sutton awoke, she was lying on the grass on a deserted island.
The winter sunlight wasn’t glaring, but when she looked up, it still burned her eyes.
She blinked uncomfortably, raised her arm, and blocked the light above her head.
Her head was still groggy; looking at the surrounding environnt, Sumr was bewildered.
She didn’t know how long it had been since the night she got into trouble.
She still didn’t know where this place was.
The only clear thing was her growling stomach.
Apart from hunger, there was no other feeling.
Sumr Sutton got up from the ground, walked around to survey the environnt.
The island she was on was small, with not a single person, not even live animals.
There were quite a few trees, but after walking across the entire island, the only edible things were the unripe fruits on the trees.
Wild fruits which Sumr couldn’t na.
Her stomach had been hungry for who knows how many days; she couldn’t care much, picked a bunch, washed them by the sea, and filled her stomach.
A little fuller, she sat on the beach, quietly pondering how to leave.
The phone wasn’t with her, she had no way to contact people, the sea was calm, not a single rescue boat.
What should she do?
Sumr Sutton had no other choice but to wait, hoping that later, or tomorrow, or the day after, a ship would pass by, so she could ask for help.
However, what she didn’t expect was that after waiting for three days, not a single boat was nearby.
The wild fruits on the island were already sparse, almost picked clean by her.
Eating wild fruits every day, drinking seawater wasn’t a solution, bad for her stomach, and her strength couldn’t hold up.
Unable to wait for soone to rescue, she had to rely on her strength to leave.
Sumr Sutton stared at the sea for a long while, then her gaze shifted to the forest behind her.
Quietly watching, she seed to be contemplating sothing.
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