Chapter 518

Jeremiah glanced at me. "It's not too bad. There aren't many deaths or injuries, but there are a dozen or so missing…" I stood up immediately upon hearing that. A wave of despair washed over me. In a mountain flood disaster, "missing" usually means dead—it was just that the bodies hadn't been recovered yet. Time and again, it had been proven that the so-called "missing persons" were simply temporary placeholders on the death list. Seeing my change in expression, Jeremiah chuckled. "Are you really that anxious about your ex-husband?" I wasn't in the mood to joke with him. "Is the information reliable, Mr. Hall?" I asked. "I didn't see anything about this in the reports." He smiled lazily. "How could it not be? The reports you saw were from three days ago. There hasn't been any update since because the rescue teams still can't get in. They're using satellite phones to communicate." I looked at him in confusion. He grinned. "Drones, get it? The roads are blocked, but with a few d