"What's the situation, Miss, although one of your men hasn't been found, I suppose he must have died in the attack just now, for reasons unknown. However, the lives of these remaining people are in your hands. You are the prodigy praised by the elders of your family. Think it through, I believe you won't let down the Turand Family that gave birth to and raised you, right, Miss?"
Valentina gripped the armrests of her wheelchair tightly, as if she wanted to completely dismantle the wheelchair beneath her. Just like those family members who knew her well, the kind Valentina inevitably fell into hesitation due to concern for the lives of others...
"I..."
"Hmm? Not found? Am I not right here?"
Just as Valentina's eyes were becoming redder, her forcibly maintained composure, already at its limit, was about to vanish, revealing her inner fragility; suddenly, a man's voice echoed from behind the group of Turand Family members at the end of the alley.
