Mommy Alert! The CEO Daddy Won't Stop Courting

Chapter 868: Sebastian Moore Searches Personally…

"Oh, that’s really digging your own grave." With that, Arnold put down the stick in his hand and leaned back against the tree.Alice Sutton glared at Arnold with resentment, wishing she could take his life right then and there.

Luckily, he explained quickly; otherwise, he might have died from the snake venom, or worse, at the hands of this brat.

But now she couldn’t kill this brat. In fact, she had to rely on him to beg Laurant Foster for help.

Alice Sutton looked at Mark and spoke weakly, "Save me, you must have a way to save me, right?"

"Only if I get out alive can you get the antidote and save that kid’s eyes."

Mark did have a way to help Alice Sutton, but it didn’t guarantee survival.

Alice Sutton looked at Mark and continued, "I’m the only one who knows the safe’s combination, and only I can open it."

"If the password is entered incorrectly, or forced open, it’ll trigger a self-destruct mechanism."

Mark’s eyes narrowed dangerously.

He grabbed Alice Sutton’s collar, "Are you threatening me?"

The snake venom worked fast.

Alice Sutton was not in good shape.

Her dried-up lips turned a terrifying shade of purple; she was dizzy and short of breath...

To survive, Alice Sutton suppressed all her murderous and ruthless intentions, "No, I’m begging you, begging you to save me..."

Mark took out a dagger and, with a swift motion, cut out the snake-bitten flesh from Alice Sutton’s body, "If you want to live, endure it!"

Under the moonlight, seeing the sharp dagger approaching her neck, Alice Sutton instinctively wanted to fight back.

But after hearing Mark’s words, Alice Sutton dared not move.

She clenched her teeth and fists tightly, letting Mark cut off her flesh, violently squeezing out the poisonous blood from her body...

After squeezing out the poisonous blood, Mark looked at Alice Sutton and said calmly, "The venom is all out, whether you survive or not is up to your luck."

Alice Sutton looked at Mark, "Shouldn’t you be looking for some antidotal herbs for me?"

"You’re overthinking it." Mark looked at Arnold, "Your lousy life isn’t worth risking mine."

Alice Sutton looked at Arnold, who was leaning against the tree, and threatened, "Aren’t you afraid that if I die, his eyes will be beyond saving?"

Mark laughed and coldly said, "Don’t worry, if anything happens to her eyes, even if you’re not dead, I’ll personally make sure you are!"

Despite his words, Mark returned to the place he and Arnold had been staying.

He rummaged through his pack and found some herbs he had gathered in the forest for emergencies.

Among them was one for treating snake venom, but whether it could counter the venom Alice Sutton was afflicted with remained uncertain.

The next morning, Mark, Arnold, and Alice Sutton continued their journey, heading toward the forest’s edge.

This was their fourth day in the forest, and by now, everyone bore numerous cuts and bruises.

Their injuries hadn’t received proper treatment, only simple herbal applications, and many wounds were festering and swollen beyond recognition.

Now, except for Arnold, who was slightly better off, the other two were struggling to muster any strength.

Mark’s face was deathly pale.

The wound on his abdomen was festering, inflamed, and showing signs of fever.

Alice Sutton, who had been stabbed three times in the thigh by Mark and was dragging her leg along, barely had any strength after last night’s snake incident.

Given their current condition, facing a cheetah or a wolf pack could spell doom for them.

Alice Sutton couldn’t afford to hold back anymore.

She looked at Mark and said, "That kid’s eyes could be treated with an herb called Ghost-seeing Grass..."

"Are you serious?" Mark looked at Alice Sutton, questioning coldly, "Why didn’t you mention this before, and why now?"

Alice Sutton faced Mark and didn’t hide her thoughts, "I didn’t say it before because I wanted to get out alive; I’m saying it now because I still want to get out alive."

Mark’s eyes turned ice-cold, questioning, "What does Ghost-seeing Grass look like? How can you be sure it exists in this forest?"

While Mark interrogated Alice Sutton, the helicopter carrying Sebastian Moore flew over the forest where Arnold had his accident.

Looking at the lush trees below, dense enough to block out the sky, Sebastian Moore frowned tightly.

This forest was vast, stretching beyond the horizon, with countless tall, dense, and thriving trees.

Searching for people in such a dense forest from a helicopter is practically impossible.

From the helicopter, you can’t see what’s hidden beneath these towering trees, making it impossible to find who you’re looking for.

"Sir, there are so many trees below, it’s hard to even find a landing spot, let alone the princess." The helicopter pilot spoke truthfully.

Sebastian Moore looked at his adjutant, giving a cold order, "Contact the team searching for Mark, find their exact location, and locate the nearest spot to parachute down!"

General Moore’s personal involvement startled everyone.

When Silas and his team in the forest saw General Moore, their jaws almost dropped in amazement.

Yet, despite their surprise, they maintained their military composure.

Everyone left to search for Mark and Arnold stood at attention and saluted Sebastian Moore, "Greetings, Sir!"

"Hmm." Sebastian Moore nodded and asked them, "Any luck finding your leader and Louise?"

Silas shook his head, "Not yet."

Sebastian Moore’s stern face trembled slightly.

Four days and no sign of Monica, could it be...

No, Monica has always been lucky to survive, she won’t be harmed!

And that troublemaker Laurant Foster, with a fate that even King Yan wouldn’t accept, will surely be fine!

But with so many dangers in this forest, every second wasted could be lethal for Laurant Foster and Monica.

Sebastian Moore looked at his adjutant and commanded, "Go see Commander Cyrus of the Country D military district, and request immediate troop support to search this forest!"

"Yes, Sir!" The adjutant obeyed and turned to leave.

"Sir, I haven’t finished speaking." Silas looked at Sebastian Moore and quickly continued, "Sir, although we haven’t found the leader and Louise, we discovered some knife-slashed, blood-stained canvas."

"And we also found signs of a fire and shaved wood, which should have been left by the leader and Louise."