Both of them were soaked.
The night wind blew on their bodies without feeling cool, the fire in the mansion spread, and the heat waves made them feel suffocatingly hot.
Caroline Edwin looked at the man in front of her, his hair wet and clinging to his forehead, but even in this damp state, he didn't lose any of his imposing aura.
The corner of her mouth curved, her tone casual and teasing, "Director Fuller, aren't you afraid of danger?"
Blake Fuller's long fingers twitched slightly, his voice still low and magnetic as always.
"Fear of danger is human nature, but before I let a beautiful woman enter my life, I won't allow myself to be in a dangerous situation. As a person and a doctor, it's my duty to save the wounded whenever I can."
Hearing his words, Caroline said nothing more, only a low, pleased laugh spilled from her throat.
With a glance of understanding, the two of them rushed into the fiery mansion, their silhouettes like moths to the flame.
"Carol!"
