Although there were no large ferocious beasts on the mountain, the number of wild dogs and stray cats was enough to pose a threat to the lives of two five year–old children.
It was not certain that the child had died, but it was certain that the child had an accident on the mountain.
"Aiden, Arthur…" Hazel burst into tears.
Chase also sucked in a breath of cold air. His heart was like dead ashes. "Hurry up and search. No matter what, I want to see them alive or dead!"
"Okay!"
The bodyguards began to scatter and surround the mountain for a new round of search and rescue.
"Don't cry. It might not be what you think!" Chase comforted Hazel.
"Chase, I really hate you!" Hazel blamed herself and was so worried that she broke down.
"The children will be found!"
Hazel wiped her tears, mustered her courage, and continued her search!
Now was not the time to complain. She had to quickly find the children's whereabouts!