knife dropped into
Chapter 40
captain Grant, are you alright?
Blood continued to drip from Christopher’s hand
“Captain Grant, you’re hurt!”
Christopher’s expression was cold and ley. His minor injury was nothing. What really mattered was Rebecca, who had stepped in front of him and taken on a blow, ignoring how dangerous the situation wa.
Why had she done that? Couldn’t she have stayed behind him? Or was it like what she had said in Barton Fields, that she wanted to climb her way into the Grant
family and be his wife?
Christopher withdrew the complicated emotions in his eyes and tossed Miko onto the ground. “Investigate all his assets and activities. He’s involved in trafficking and violence. They pose a severe threat to public safety Interrogate him thoroughly!”
The soldiers rushed into the yacht and were shaken at the realization that Christopher had faced 13 men alone.
Christopher tumed back to the yacht. When he entered, he saw one of the soldiers standing in front of Rebecca and showing his badge. “Don’t worry. We’re here to protect you, not hurt you. Please come with us.”
As soon as Christopher stepped inside, Rebecca immediately looked at him with teary eyes. He pressed his lips briefly and walked forward. Take care of the others. I’ll handle her.”
The soldier was visibly surprised. Christopher usually kept his distance from women and even the female colleagues in their unit. Now, he was volunteering to help a young lady.
But he dared not dwell on the matter. He nodded quickly and replied, “Understood Then, he left to deal with other criminals. Christopher lowered his head to look at Rebecca. Her face remained alarmingly pale. “What’s wrong? Does your back hurt a lot?”
Rebecca inhaled sharply. The iron rod from earlier had barbs, and it had landed on her with such force that it felt like her back was tom open. Her clothes were damp, and she couldn’t tell if it was from sweat or blood.
Christopher looked behind her to check and noticed red stains on her clothes. “Can you walk?” he asked.
Rebecca couldn’t respond to his question immediately and blurted out, “What?”
Without another word, Christopher bent over and lifted her into his arms. He carefully made sure to avoid her wounded back
You’re braw for going up Tinbago Crest alone,” he commented.
Hearing the cold tone in his voice, Rebecca instinctively defended herself, “I had my reasons for going to Tinbago Crest.”
“And what reason would that be?” Christopher asked as he looked over.
When Rebecca’s gaze met his, her breath hitched. Her voice faltered as she stammered, “T–To gather ganodermata and medicinal herbs.”
A deep look flashed in Christopher’s eyes. After a pause, he asked, “Do you want to join the military that badly?”
“I’m not joking. I want to join the military as a doctor and take part in the mission six months from now.”
Christopher’s gaze tumed dangerous at her words. He questioned, “How do you know about such confidential information within the m
