Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

Chapter 1000

around? Or, is she a homeless beggar?" Chet guessed.

"It seemed that the body appeared out of nowhere! However, it does seem strange. How was it possible that no

one made a report after an entire person went missing? There's not reaction even from her family members!

Could she be an orphan with no family members Then, he turned around, and gave Frederick a glance, then

continued sentimentally.

"Sometimes, women are much more attentive than men are. If it weren't for the forensic medical examiner, we

wouldn't have been able to solve the case and set you free so soon..."

If Frederick had to be imprisoned for a year or so, the first thing that he'd do after being released was probably

to kill him.

It wasn't easy being a boss in the company! Being an assistant must be the best. There was someone above him

to take the responsibility, and people below him for him to give orders to. All he had to do was to use his brain a

little, and run errands every once in a while! At the thought of that, Chet couldn't help but to look down upon

himself. He sure was a loser!

How could he have such unambitious thoughts, it was no wonder he wasn't a boss!

At that moment, Frederick was distracted as well, and asked in confusion, "So, that's Willy's girlfriend's friend?"

Did he miss something? It was so complicated, and who was that lady?

"She's the one who's known as the 'poison rose’, and she's an expert in drug engineering. | believe she's called

Lauren, and she was previously freed from jail. Her friend is called something Weil! I've heard that Mr. Bowles

seemed to have... truly fallen for this Lauren lady! However, they're both truly talented, just like people said they

were!" Chet explained.

Chet's gossip made Frederick puzzled. "Okay..."

Frederick was the one who was imprisoned. How was it that Chet was still the more talkative one?

All of a sudden, Frederick caught sight of something, and his expression changed drastically. His hands started to

tremble out of excitement, and he yelled, "Stop the car! Stop the car!"

"Frederick?" Chet asked.

Chet turned around, and was startled by Frederick's expression. "What's the matter, Frederick?" he asked.

Frederick blinked his eyes profusely, then rubbed them hardly. His lips trembled, Frederick screamed, and his

eyes turned watery at once. "She's still alive! She's still alive!" he exclaimed.

He reached out and showed Chet the phone. "Look, look! She's still alive, Ally is still alive! She must be still alive,

she liked grandma's post!"

Chet caught sight of the screen, and was stunned as well. Mrs. Clements’ feed was shown on the cell phone, and

she had posted a picture of her praying sincerely in front of a temple on the mountains, with a caption ‘The

younger generation will do all right on their own'! They took a look at the date, and realized that the picture had

been posted the day before. They are assuming that Grandma must've posted it after hearing the news of him

being held in detention!

There were two people who liked the post, one of them was Alicia, and the other one was Caroline, so it was very

obvious.

"She's using her cell phone! She must still be alive!" Frederick said.

Frederick was so excited that his voice started to tremble. Grandma finally knows how to post pictures on her

feed! If she liked grandma's post, does that mean that the two of them might have been in contact with each

other? He thought.

He picked up his cell phone and first called Alicia a call, but was disappointed immediately. "Sorry, the number

you have dialled is turned off. Please try again later, sorry..."

That instant, his face darkened at once. "Is it turned off? Why is it turned off?"

Frederick was left in a daze, and his face was pale and filled with unpleasantness. His heart began to ache, and

he pressed his palm against his chest subconsciously.

Chet asked, "Are you okay, Frederick? Don't be like this, you need to calm down first! Could it be that someone

else was using her phone? Or, perhaps it had been stolen? Or..."

"No! It can't be! She must be still alive! Why else would she like grandma's post? No..." Frederick denied.

He shook his head profusely, and as his head buzzed, an idea popped up in his mind. Frederick went into her

feed right away, and saw that her feed was filled with familiar posts. At the sight of that, Frederick's tears began

to trickle down his face. "She's still alive! My dear Ally is still alive... She's still alive..." he said.

It seemed that that was the only sentence in his mind, and his heart couldn't help but started to palpitate.

Frederick didn't move for a long time, and then he took a deep breath to calm down. He wiped his tears away,

and stopped his movements assoon as he caught sight of one of the posts.

The most recent post was a selfie that she had taken. Although she seemed a little chubbier, and her hair had

covered half of her face, it was obvious that it was her. Her complexion seemed rosy as well. She wrote as her

caption, "I'll finally be able to go hafter a week! I'm so moved... Another of my beloved hometown...

Casterwich City!"

The caption was followed by several laughing and crying emojis, and it was indeed her style, but it made

Frederick's heart twitch and ache. What had she been through? Why did she sound so melancholic? Finally?

Where was she? What had happened to her? Was she not able to chome? Was it because of the plane crash

or...

Countless questions and thoughts flashed through his mind, but nothing made him happier than seeing her selfie

all of a sudden.

Frederick was so excited that words couldn't describe his feelings, so he remained silent.

Meanwhile, Chet looked at him in disbelief. How was that possible?

Would she be returning in a week? Then, where was she at that time? Was she going to go on a plane again?

Frederick's heart began to ache again, as if it was a reflex action. After a week? Wasn't it this day?

No!

He lifted his head, and he felt as if he had stopped breathing again. "She's returning on a plane today! Check

which flight she's taking, and the tit's set for! Hurry!"

He was not going to let the saccident happen on her again!

Absolutely not!

Frederick couldn't sit still, and his heart throbbed terribly in pain, as if someone has sliced on it. "Was her phone

turned off? Could she be on the plane already now?"

In front of him, Chet took out his phone and made calls immediately after receiving the instructions.

"Frederick, Alicia is a lucky woman. She survived a disaster, and she'll be fine! However, we're not sure which

airport she'll be landing at," he said.

Frederick felt as if he was being tortured for every single second he had to wait. He could feel his veins popping

out, and his palms were drenched in cold sweat as he clenched on tightly to his cell phone.

Ten minutes later, Chet's cell phone rang.

He turned around, and said excitedly with jumbled up words, "South City Airport, on a flight from Tampines! The

plane had just taken off, and it'll be arriving at four o'clock in the afternoon!"

Were they really able to find her information? So, she was indeed alive!

It was as if they were in a dream, and all of a sudden, Chet didn't know if he should laugh or cry.

"Head to the airport! Check the location of the plane, and arrange the nearest and fastest private plane to follow

that plane and watch over it with whatever connections we have! We can't allow any mistakes to happen this

time!" Frederick ordered. "Yes, sir!" Chet answered.

The two of them began to look for someone separately, and made a few calls to confirm the schedule and

location of the plane then. After making the necessary arrangements, Fredrick rushed to the airport at once.

It had once been a scene that

Frederick didn't dare to imagine, but at that moment, his feeling of joy was indescribable. He was willing to

sacrifice the world just for the moment to be true. With his puppy in his arm and his cell phone in his hand, his

heart raced as if it was going to jump out, and he wiped away his tears once again.

Returning to the airport again, Frederick's emotions were

completely different from before. Every ten minutes to half an hour, someone would report about the plane's

location and situation to him, and he would feel as if he was on the verge of dying every single time. When the

clock struck four, the bell rang, and Frederick watched as the word ‘landed’ appeared on the flight notification

board. He finally breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at the crowd of people walking out of the exit, and started

to worry again.

Why were there so many people? Where was she? Was she going to have a hard twalking through them?