Chapter 270

---- Chapter 270 The call went through, and it rang three times before a familiar man's voice was heard on the other end. "Hello, who's this?" As Giselle heard Donovan's voice, her initially calm heart was suddenly overcome with emotions. Her throat tightened, and for a brief moment, she wasn't able to make a sound. The speed of her car also began to slow down. "Hello?" The voice rang once more. "It's me," Giselle choked back a sob as she struggled to speak, her breath labored. ... Come, save me." "Where are you right now?" Donovan didn't even need to ask her identity.

The moment he heard her voice, he already knew. He immediately bombarded her with a flurry of questions in an agitated urgency, "Where are you? Are you okay? Tell me, hurry!" Giselle told him her rough location . "I'm at Cambiria right now. I'll arrange for a helicopter to pick you up right away, wherever you are. I'll be there right away! Wait for me where you are!" His replies were all over the place as blood rushed to his head from overexcitement, completely forgetting that she wasn't safe where she was. "No need." Giselle calmed down quickly.

"I'm surrounded by mountains now, so there's no place for your helicopter to land, and I don't have the time to wait for you to fly your ---- plane to me." She continued to instruct him calmly, "If it all goes well, I'll arrive at Little Molinar at midnight tonight . You can make arrangements with the border patrol at the Gulinore Border Crossing and wait for me there." She added, "If there's been an accident and I didn't arrive on time, I should be missing within a 30-mile radius of that location.

You can just inform the police so they can come and look for me." After giving Donovan this crucial information , she hung up without waiting for him to reply and tured on the GPS navigation. It was fortunate that she lived in an era when smartphones were used globally. Lola's phone was thankfully installed with Google Maps with a decent signal as well. Before she decided to run away, she had already roughly planned her route.

This country was next to Valanthea, and its size was equivalent to that of a Valanthean province, which meant that the city she was in wouldn't be very far away from the nearest Valanthean border crossing-just a mere 120 miles away. She punched the name of the town not too far from the border crossing into the GPS and changed the navigation's voice settings to navigate in Valanthean. Then, as she heeded instructions from the familiar, comforting Valanthean. language, she sped her way toward a rough northeast ---- direction.

It was already nighttime when Giselle's car left the city that Orin had once brought her to for medical care. Once again, she had found herself on a stretch of mountain roads. The country she was in might not be a developed country, but they still had highways, even when they were a little narrower and not as well-paved as what they had in Valanthea. She was surrounded by dark, unending mountains , and she was the only car speeding on the road. Even so, the darkness and loneliness she was experiencing at that moment were much better than the living hell she was previously forced into.

She wasn't afraid at all, she was simply heading straight to her destination. As long as she reached the border, she would even resort to crawling back home if she had to. As it turned out, the journey after that had been pretty smooth. The gas in Giselle's car was enough for her to travel the whole 120 miles, and even if Lola's phone didn't have much battery left, it didn't stop her from figuring out her directions. There were no stops, no blocks, and no one coming for her in that dark of night. 'The heavens had finally granted her a clear path ahead.