Chapter 1581

He clenched his jaw. “You were pushed? Did you see who pushed you?”

Belinda responded with a shake of her head. “Unfortunately, no. The assault occurred with such lightning speed that I possessed no opportunity to formulate a defensive response. I just felt someone forcefully push my back, and I rolled down the slope. After a few tumbles, I remember my forehead hitting a rock, and then, I lost consciousness.”

She bit down on her lower lip with visible distress for a moment. “Under normal circumstances, my instincts should have detected an approaching presence from behind, but my intense focus on looking for Faye caused me to ignore my surroundings. By the time I registered someone’s presence behind me, it was already too late for me to do anything.”

A sudden thought struck Belinda, and she looked up at Lucas urgently. “By the way… have you found Faye?”

Lucas gave a brief nod. “Yes. Johnson and the others found her. She’d fallen into a pit—apparently by accident.”

Belinda let out a quiet sigh of relief. “That’s good to hear.”

Then Lucas’s tone shifted, becoming more serious. “Belinda, do you have any idea whether the person who pushed you was a man or a woman?”

Belinda’s lips pressed into a tight line as she lowered her eyes, concentrating hard, trying to recall.

After a prolonged silence, her brows knitted in frustration, and she slowly shook her head. “I’m not sure. They were strong, that much I’m sure of. But I was wearing too many layers to feel anything clearly. And they didn’t make a single sound—no voice, no breath, nothing to indicate if they were a man or a woman.”

Lucas’s expression darkened, his jaw tightening with worry.

He remained quiet for a moment before speaking in a low, determined voice. “I’ll have Gordon assign someone to dig into this. We’ll get to the bottom of it.”

“Okay.” Belinda nodded with a serious expression.

She also wanted to know who had tried to kill her.

The force with which she’d been shoved hadn’t been accidental. That person had intended to end her life.

“By the way,” she said, her curiosity piqued, “how did you manage to find me?”

Lucas replied, “We heard your phone ringing.”

“My phone?” Belinda echoed, her brow arching. She paused for a moment, then remembered something. “When I was falling, I dropped both my phone and the flashlight. I thought they would’ve stayed somewhere along the slope… maybe at the top.”

Lucas shook his head. “No. Your phone was found in the bushes at the bottom, but not right next to where you landed. It was several meters away.”

A chill crept down Belinda’s spine. That didn’t add up. She distinctly recalled her phone slipping from her grip before she began tumbling. And if her phone had slipped before the fall, it should have remained higher on the hill.

Unless..

The attacker had thrown it down afterward, maybe to make sure she couldn’t be found.

It just so happened that the phone landed in the bushes.