No matter the deep pool under the waterfall or the waves of the ocean, please make sure to bring me to my son's side, please let me never be separated from my son again.
Julius.
Julius.
Mom is coming...
Next to the helicopter, Geoffrey and Tess anxiously stared at Eleanor Spencer, then they saw Eleanor Spencer slowly turn around.
The moon was large in the sky, everything on the cliff was clearly visible. Eleanor Spencer, dressed in plain white clothes, danced in the wind, the bandage tied over her eyes also danced in the wind. To Geoffrey, she looked like someone about to become an immortal and ride the wind away. His heart rose with a bad premonition. But then, he consoled himself: don't think nonsense, last time she also stood at the edge of the cliff, and nothing happened.
Right after that, Eleanor Spencer turned to them both, smiled, and said, "Thank you."
"Eleanor," Geoffrey sighed in relief.
"Madam," Tess's voice was still somewhat choked up.