Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)
Chapter 714

Initially, that day was joyous.

But who would have expected that such a thing would happen?

Upon hearing what Minerva said, the driver's eyes watered as he thought about it. He secretly reached out to wipe away the tears at the corner of his eye. Sure enough, to have and to hold, for better, for worse?

Life was unpredictable. If you didn't cherish it, you were going to regret it.

"Help me, Quill..." Minerva repeated it again and again to him. Her flustered and helpless voice sounded like an animal pleading on its deathbed.

These words pierced his heart, and it made him uneasy.

In the end, he couldn't bear it any longer. He grabbed Minerva's wrist and spoke in a deep voice.

"Minerva, I know... Please calm down."

"So... Does it mean that you'll help me?"

He nodded, "It might be impossible, but... I'll try my best. I'll replace someone to handle this now."

"Okay!" She nodded vigorously. Her eyes were filled with glimmers of hope. However, he felt guilty.

Actually, he didn't want to make the estimation. The estimation might not be accurate.

And even if he was correct about the whereabouts of the crash, it would make Minerva even more anxious.

However, she was his younger sister. As her elder brother, he couldn't bear to see her sad and sit around doing nothing.

Quill sent someone to figure out the whereabouts of the crash. Minerva finally calmed down. Perhaps it was because she had something she could look forward to, so she could only wait for it.

Quill glanced at her and saw she was no longer leaning on his shoulder. She was lying in the corner alone, looking ashen. She might break into a million pieces before he knew it.

After staring for a long time, he let out a helpless sigh. He took off his jacket, took a few steps forward, and draped it over her.

Minerva lifted her head when she sensed some movement. Her eyes were a little lost as she looked at him.

"Any news?"

It was just a moment ago, but it seemed like an eternity to her.

His heart ached even more when he saw this. He reached out to tidy her messy hair and explained in a gentle voice, "How can it be that fast? I've just found someone to look into this. Even if I want to estimate the location, it will take time to retrieve all the information. So... Let me treat your wound, is that okay?"

She did not reply. She neither rejected nor agreed with him.

Since they still had to wait for a long time and to see that she didn't refuse, Quill ordered the driver, "Find the nearest pharmacy and bring her there to treat her wound."

"Okay, Sir."

Quill took Minerva to the nearest pharmacy. He then bought some medicine to treat her wound. After that, he said, "From now on, you have to stay as far as possible from reporters. Although not all of them are doing it on purpose, it will be hard to handle so many of them. Do you understand me?"

She did not answer him. Instead, she asked, "Have you gotten the location yet?" He was speechless.

Of course, he knew that she wasn't paying much attention to what he was saying.

This girl was tough to handle when she was trying to be difficult.

"Not yet. It has not been long since I've sent someone over to investigate. They will get back to me once they replace something. Have you eaten breakfast? Why don't we..."

"Quill," she called out to him. He stopped what he was doing and looked at her. "What's wrong?"

She stared at him with her clear eyes. Other than the glimmer of hope, there was no other warmth. She looked at him and slowly said, "The only thing I want to do now is to go to the airport and wait for him. I want to immediately... go and look for him."

"Okay, I'll send you to the airport now."

Hence, he asked the driver to turn the car back to the airport. As soon as they arrived at the airport, Quill's cell phone rang.

It was a call from Juliette.

He glanced at the screen and picked it up.

"Hello."

"President Hanover, I've figured everything out. I've already taken care of the scene. Everyone has already evacuated. By the way... Is Miss Minerva with you?"

Upon hearing this, he lowered his eyes and glanced at the lifeless Minerva, hiding in the corner. He nodded and said, "Yes."

"The official news has been released. The plane crashed into the Belford Ocean. They found a survivor. According to the survivor, when the plane crashed, many of them jumped off with parachutes, but..." Speaking of this, Juliette paused for a moment, "After all, they were not professional skydivers, and the plane crashed into the ocean. Even if they parachuted off the plane, the chances of survival is unlikely." He was taken aback.

"Send me the specific location, then book two flight tickets there. Minerva and I will head there right away."

Upon hearing this, Juliette paused for a moment before replying, "Mr. Hanover, that place is too remote. I don't think you and Minerva should head over there on your own. How about I replace a few people to accompany you?"

"Sure," he nodded.

On the other end, when Minerva heard what he said, she scooted over and stared at him as he ended the call.

"Was there news?"

He nodded, "Juliette already booked tickets for us. We can head there very soon."

After speaking, he silently pursed his thin lips. Juliette's words were still lingering in his mind, "The chance of survival is unlikely..."

Was it a good idea for him to bring Minerva over?

However, at that moment, he had no time to think it through. She insisted on going, and he had to bring her along.

Right then, they would have to take it a step at a time.

Juliette was efficient. Moments later, she sent over their flight tickets.

Minerva, Quill, Juliette and a few of her subordinates got on the same plane and flew to the place where the accident had occurred.

Usually, Minerva would have fallen asleep, but that day, she didn't feel drowsy at all. Although her eyelids were drooping, she forced herself to stay awake. Her eyes were dry, and her stomach was upset because she didn't drink a single drop of water for the entire day.

A cup of warm water was handed over to her. Minerva raised her head, glanced at Quill, and thanked him softly. Then, she took over the cup of warm water. She took a sip and then asked, "Is the place we are going to correct?"

"It's correct. It's the information released by the authorities."

Upon hearing this, Minerva's hand, which was holding the cup of water, trembled. After a while, she asked softly, "Then... Is there anything else the authorities said?" Quill had to lie not to worry her, "The authorities said there were survivors. A lot of them escaped with parachutes."

However, he kept the fact that they were parachuting over a vast ocean a secret from Minerva.