Chapter 244

If Clark had told the truth at that time, maybe Felix wouldn’t have had an accident.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Warner. It’s my fault,” Clark apologized, his voice filled with remorse.

Bradley looked at Clark deeply and replied calmly, “No, Clark. It’s my fault, not yours.”

“Mr. Warner…” Clark’s eyes welled up with tears. He gazed at the darkening sky and spoke softly. “I will resign and take responsibility.”

Ever since Thomas saved him, Clark had been the butler for the Warner family, filled with gratitude. He wished for Bradley and Esther’s happiness more than anyone else, as it was also Thomas’ last wish.

Without saying a word, Bradley turned away. He had no interest in discussing who was to blame with Clark. All he wanted was to find Felix and have him safely by his side.

The weather at sea was unpredictable. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, signaling an impending storm.

The rescue team searching for Felix quickly boarded the ship for their own safety.

Bradley didn’t stop the rescue team from coming up. Instead, he plunged into the icy cold sea himself.

The once calm sea turned turbulent, with towering waves crashing against the ship.

In the face of nature’s power, humans seemed insignificant. The rescue team silently observed the sea, knowing that the chances of the poor child’s survival were slim.

“Mr. Warner!” Clark held onto the ship’s railing, shouting at Bradley amidst the waves. “Come back! It’s dangerous!”

Unaware of Clark’s cries, Bradley continued to dive into the waves, searching again and again, encountering failure after failure.

Finally, Bradley discovered one of Felix’s shoes. Confirming that it belonged to Felix, everything went black before his eyes, and his breathing became rapid and erratic.

The storm arrived abruptly and departed just as quickly.

Bradley returned to the ship as the rescue team prepared to resume the search for Felix after the storm subsided.

Bradley was drenched in seawater, and his once immaculate shirt lost its elegance. His handsome face appeared grim and menacing. He emanated a chilling aura from the cold.

“No need to search anymore,” Bradley declared.

The rescue team members exchanged puzzled glances.

Approaching Bradley, Clark gazed at the small leather shoe in his hand and asked, his voice trembling, “Is that Mr. Felix’s shoe?”

Ignoring Clark, Bradley marched toward the helicopter. Both he and Clark boarded the helicopter, one after the other.

“Mr. Warner…”

Bradley, completely soaked, sat upright on the leather seat and coldly ordered, “Take me to the hospital.”

“Yes, sir.”

Clark turned his head and studied the shoe in Bradley’s hand intently. It bore the exclusive Warner logo on the inside.

Could this mean… Felix was gone?