Chapter 2097
Helen played dumb. "What do you mean?"
"Take a good look." Colin flipped the photo to show her the front. "Chandler won't be able to come."
Helen lowered her head and gazed at the photo Freya had secretly taken. In the photo, Chandler was lying on the bed, pale and surrounded by machines. It looked like he was on the brink of death.
But she wasn't worried because this was also part of their plan—Chandler pretended to be ill so that Kingsley could save her. The one lying in bed was just Chandler's substitute.
Only by doing this could they carry out both the rescue and the battle against Trinity Alliance at the same time.
But she couldn't reveal her identity yet, so she could only show an expression of disbelief like an ordinary woman. "How could this happen? It's impossible. Chandler wouldn't be harmed so easily."
"It seems that you all see Chandler as God." Colin suddenly stopped smiling, put away the photo, and snapped his fingers. "Bring him in."
Then, two men in camouflage ca

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