Secretary's Secret Lover
Chapter 437 I Won’t Leave You Behind!

Chapter 437: Chapter 437 I Won’t Leave You Behind!

Hearing this, Yvette woke up from her nap!

She suddenly got up.

Then, Yvette saw all the items on the cupboard falling down.

There was also a deafening roar.

Without hesitation, Yvette went to pull on the door handle, meaning to run out.

However, the door seemed to have been locked, and Yvette could not open it.

There were no hotels in the mountain area.

Some of the volunteers lived in the houses of the villagers, and some lived in the school.

The houses in the school were very old, but the doors were all made of iron, which would not rust easily.

Because the lock had been out of repair, it needed someone else to open it from the outside.

It could only be kicked in from the outside.

Yvette could not open it, so she only hit the iron door hard and shouted.

"Hello? Is there anyone? Please open the door for me!"

Yvette could only hear the sounds of people running frantically outside.

Everyone was running for their lives, so they could not hear Yvette’s voice at all.

There was a broadcast on the village, "Because of the sudden landslide on Nather Mountain, please quickly move to the safe area in the center of the village!"

Yvette understood.

It was a landslide, not an earthquake.

But the primary school happened to be at the foot of the mountain.

Judging from the noises outside and the sound of the wind, they were probably in the center of danger.

Yvette did not give up. She continued to smash the door with the tools she found.

However, there were no tools like iron rods in the resting place. The wooden stool was almost broken, but the iron door still could not be opened.

Yvette took out her phone and wanted to call the volunteer leader.

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a loud noise.

It was the sound of kicking the iron door.

"Ms. Thiel, are you there?" a man asked from outside.

"I’m here! I’m here!" Yvette shouted.

"Please stay away from the door."

Yvette obediently stepped back.

There were two more bangs outside.

The door was finally kicked open.

A man in black rushed in.

Yvette did not know him, and this person was not from the volunteer team.

"Don’t be afraid, Ms. Thiel. Mr. Wolseley has arranged for us to protect you."

He panted heavily and handed Yvette a dust-proof cover, saying, "Do you still have things to pack up? Please follow us."

Yvette did not have time to think about when Lance had sent guards to protect her.

She put on the dust-proof cover and shook her head in panic. "No."

At this time, Yvette could give up anything for her life.

After Yvette came out, she looked up behind her.

A huge black fog came, and she could not see clearly in the fog.

The smoke rising from the soil was choking. If not for the dust-proof cover, Yvette might die of inhaling the smoke.

She clenched her phone tightly and ran behind the two people.

Fortunately, Yvette wore a long-sleeve shirt and long trousers, which were convenient for running out.

Suddenly, Yvette heard the crying of a child.

The child was sobbing faintly.

With the huge noise, if Yvette didn’t stop to listen carefully, she could not hear it at all.

However, after Yvette became a mother, she was very sensitive to the crying of children.

She turned around.

Yvette was sure that the crying came from the house at the edge.

Yvette’s face darkened.

The one living inside was a boy whose parents worked outside the village, so the boy only lived with his grandmother.

Yvette vaguely remembered that the boy’s grandmother was lame. It seemed that she did not run out successfully.

The mudslide behind was menacing.

Yvette thought of Isabel and hesitated for a second.

But the sound of crying was like a vine, crawling up her heart.

Yvette patted the bodyguard on the shoulder and shouted, "You go first."

At this time, she could not force others to take the risk like her.

After that, Yvette ran to the dilapidated house that was on the verge of collapse.

The two bodyguards followed her without hesitation.

They were fast and kicked open the door before Yvette could move.

The room was dark.

However, the crying was much clearer.

One of the bodyguards turned on the light and saw that the old woman was lying on the ground in a coma.

A four or five-year-old boy next to the old woman was lying on her body, crying non-stop.

When he saw someone come in, he immediately recognized Yvette, because she was kind and beautiful.

The boy sobbed and said.

"Miss, I beg you, please save my grandmother."

Yvette reacted immediately.

She gestured to the two bodyguards to carry the boy’s grandmother out.

Yvette then picked up the boy.

The bodyguard lifted the boy’s grandmother up and rushed out.

Yvette had just picked up the child when she found that the boy’s foot was tripped by something.

After looking carefully, Yvette realized that his foot was tied up by a rope.

She took out a military knife for self-defense and cut the rope hard.

The deafening sound was getting closer and closer.

The boy kept shaking, "Miss, I’m so scared."

He was afraid that Yvette would abandon him.

He had not seen his parents yet.

He did not want to die.

Yvette quickened her movements and comforted, "Don’t be afraid. I will not leave you behind!"

Finally, the rope was cut off.

Yvette let out a sigh of relief.

However, the moment she picked up the boy and stood up, there was a violent shaking.

Yvette was hit on the wall. Fortunately, she didn’t fall.

But she knew that the landslide was in front of her.

They couldn’t run in the direction of the landslide, because they would be completely buried.

Yvette made a prompt decision and ran to the side with the boy in her arms.

After running for a distance, she found that the landslide involved a large area.

In addition to the recent rainy days, the soil was soaked soft.

No matter which direction Yvette went, there would be a lot of soil smashing toward her.

The boy was frightened out of his wits.

He held Yvette’s neck and cried non-stop, "Miss..."

Yvette patted his back and calmly comforted him.

"Baby, don’t cry. I can’t hear anything, so I can’t judge."

The boy was obedient and immediately covered his mouth, not daring to make a sound.

At this moment, Yvette’s heart beat fast and loudly.

She forced herself to calm down.

Panic would not only waste time, but it would also cause her to make the wrong judgment.

Yvette knew their situation.

There was no way to escape now.

Yvette looked around and finally locked her eyes on a tall tree.

The tree looked old and had a deep foundation.

"Can you climb trees?" Yvette asked the boy.

The boy nodded.

Yvette quickly tied the volunteer’s red scarf to him, took off her dust-proof cover, and put it on him. She lifted the boy up and said.

"Climb up quickly! Hold the thickest branch in the middle. Don’t let go!"

The boy understood and climbed up very quickly.

As soon as he got up, the mud rushed over again. Even the tree trembled violently from the impact.

Yvette held the trunk tightly. She had missed the opportunity and had no time to climb up.

Soon, the mud buried Yvette’s calves, knees, and thighs.

The mud was also mixed with stone pieces, which hurt Yvette.

The boy saw that Yvette was not coming up, and he cried again.

He hugged the branch and shouted, "Miss, come up... Please..."

Yvette was already weak.

She could feel her power running out, and she could barely hug the trunk.

However, Yvette still did not give up and continued to hold on tightly.

Yvette looked at the boy and tried her best to make her voice sound as happy as possible, saying, "Baby, what is your name?"

"Nim. My name is Nim Hunter."

"Okay, Nim. Be good and listen to what I say next."