In the midst of this cold winter, cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
Never before had he experienced such overwhelming fear.
He fumbled to end the call, as if he were trying to get rid of a hot potato.
However, his hands would not obey him.
The words he’d heard echoed in his mind like a curse.
“Others might not understand, but how could you not understand…”
“Because you removed one slot, Sabrina was successfully selected for this project. Don’t you know that…” “For Amara…”
No, no.
Theo’s name had originally appeared on the list of participants.
He had made Theo withdraw at the last minute because he wanted to treasure their time together as a family.
That family, however, was supposed to include Sabrina. It was supposed to be all of them together.
After all these years together, he had long thought of Sabrina as his little sister. How could he not care about her?
Furthermore, the three brothers had killed her parents. Regardless, he should have treated Sabrina well.
It was not because of Amara. How could this be because of Amara?
Sabrina really thought he did it for Amara?
Was this why she decided to apply for the mission?
How could that be possible, or happen…
Large drops of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
His body felt like it was being scorched by fire while also falling into an icy abyss.
Colton gasped desperately for air, feeling like he was suffocating.
It’s impossible…
The director’s voice was perplexed on the other end: “Alpha, you couldn’t have not known.
“Sabrina called you one last time before entering the research institute.”
In the midst of overwhelming fear, despair, and bewilderment, Colton forcibly pulled back a thread of reason.
He immediately objected, “No, she didn’t contact me.”
That’s right, after more than two decades as siblings.
Even if they had grown apart, and she harboured many resentments.
She would have said goodbye to him long before a ten-year research project came to an end.
So she must not have joined.
The director stated unequivocally: “That is impossible.
“When I got up from the table, I saw her dial your number.
“It was… Last Saturday, around noon.
Colton was about to deny it again.
He suddenly remembered something.
Last Saturday, about noon.
At that time,
He’d just taken Amara skiing.
Amara insisted on taking numerous photos and then playing until nearly dawn before returning to the hotel.
Amara took his phone on the way back and told him she wanted to look at the photos.
She walked while browsing and eventually fell behind him.
Colton paused and turned to see her holding the phone to her ear.
She was probably listening to audio from a video they had shot.
He impatiently called out to her, “Turn off the phone and come here.”
A terrible premonition washed over him like a tidal wave, immediately drowning his senses.
So, at that point, was Amara really looking at photos and videos?
The call had ended at some point.
The bedroom door he had closed was suddenly pushed open violently.
Colton looked up sharply, hoping for the first time that Sabrina had returned.
Coming back late from the military camp was nothing new.
It didn’t matter if she ignored him, gave him the cold shoulder, or caused trouble.
He could forgive her for attempting to drive Amara away previously.
He could forgive her for pushing Amara down the steps.
He suddenly believed that everything could be forgiven.
As long as she returned. Just come back.
When the bedroom door opened, Maddox and Theo rushed in, their eyes bloodshot and carrying the cold from outside.
Snow covered their heads and bodies, and he had no idea where they had hurried back from.
