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Chapter 293 Alice

I shook my head. “Nope!” It just felt like I had woken up from a really deep sleep, and I was all sore and weak.

The doctor cracked a small smile, nodded, and said, “Good, make sure you get plenty of rest.”

The doctors, who had arrived in a grand parade, trickled out of the room one by one.

Thankfully, no sooner had the last doctor left than the door swung open once more.

“Yvette!” My mom was at my side in an instant, her hands gripping mine, eyes brimming with tears. “Are you still hurting anywhere? You have given me the fright of my life.”

Seeing her, I swallowed hard, my voice raspy, “Mom, what are you doing here? And Maxwell? I heard about the landslide at Snakehead Mountain. You’re okay, right?”

She clung to me, her voice trembling a bit as she started, “Yes… We’re okay. The mountain did come down, and we were trapped, but Idris got us out. But why did you go charging into the mountains like that? You even took the long way around. The doctors said if Idris had been even a little later, we might have lost you.” Mom went on, a flood of words. I latched onto the most important part, however. “Idris found us?” I thought it was Charlie who carried me down…

“Of course not,” she said with a weary sigh. “Never underestimate the Youngs, though. When he found you, you were out cold. Idris had a doctor with him who gave you a serum right away and got you here. You’ve got to promise me, no more wild stunts, okay?”

A mix of feelings churned inside me as I nodded. After a brief silence, I turned to her, “Mom, what happened to Mr. Yates, the one who was with me?”

When I brought it up, Mom blinked in surprise and said, “I’ve no idea. After Idris got Little Sanchez and me off the mountain, he told me about your accident and brought me here. I haven’t seen any Mr. Yates with you. What’s up with him?”

At that, I bit my lip, hesitated for a second, and then said, “Mom, can you check with the doctor about the guy who was with me? How’s he doing?”

The hint of worry in my voice was caught by Mom, who stood up, ready to help. “Sure, I’ll go right now…”

“No need,” came a voice from the doorway. It was Maxwell, cutting in with, “He’s still in surgery. You wouldn’t be able to see him anyway.”

Maxwell stepped in, and I did a double–take. It had been ages since I had last seen him. He looked leaner, and like Mom, his skin was a shade tanner–probably a souvenir from his time in the mountains. However, he still looked sharp.

Then there was the woman with him–tall, slim, with features that could turn heads. She was drop–dead gorgeous, the kind that outshined celebrities.

She caught me staring and flashed a small, warm smile. “Hi, Ms. Scott, I’m Alice.” This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

I matched her smile with one of my own, polite but genuine.

Mom chimed in, “This is Mary’s daughter, the one I told you about on the phone. She’s a reporter too. She was with us on Snakehead Mountain. Thank goodness for her! She knew the

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lay of the land. When the landslide hit, she helped us dodge the worst of it and find a safe place.

Mary’s daughter? That made me pause. Right, Mom had mentioned her. Mary had her wild days as a teen, ended up with a kid, and had to drop out and work early. A stark contrast to Mom’s own path.

I looked at Alice, gratitude swelling in my chest. “Thanks for saving my mom and Maxwell.”

Alice gave a small, humble smile. “No need for thanks. We were all in this together.”

She downplayed her heroics, and I was not the best with words, I made a mental note of her huge favor nonetheless. I took another look at her. Earlier, when my mom did not introduce us, I had not really seen her. Now, I was struck by how young and pretty Alice was. Mom had mentioned Alice was in her mid–thirties; however, she could easily pass for twenty–five.

Was it good genes or just great skincare? Either way, she did not look her age.

We chatted a bit, and I got the lowdown on what happened to Mom and Maxwell at Snakehead Mountain. They had found the remains of people who had been buried in a landslide years ago. Sadly, Maxwell did not find his parents‘ remains. They might have been recoverable, yet another landslide made the already tough search pretty much hopeless.