Chapter 681

Early the next morning.

In the slowly swaying morning mist, a black car drove out of the gate of MI6.

Sylvia nestled in Franklin's arms, watching the scenery outside the car window slowly pass by.

"If you're tired, sleep a little longer.”

A calm voice sounded behind Sylvia, and a large hand wrapped around her slender waist, lifting her up and locking her into a warm embrace. Being held so intimately by Franklin, Sylvia had no objections. She looked up and met his sharp gaze, "Shall we go to the airport?"

"Yes." Staring at Sylvia's fair, pretty face, Franklin stroked her smooth hair from time to time.

"Get some sleep.” Adjusting Sylvia into a relatively comfortable position, with his large hand pressing her head against his chest, Franklin said faintly.

With her head pressed against that fine chest, Franklin's words were heard in her ears.

Upon hearing this, Sylvia immediately understood that there was still some time left before reaching the airport. After a moment of thought, she obediently followed and leaned on Franklin to rest with her eyes closed.

About an hour later, the car slowly came to a stop.

The fog slowly dissipated. The previously blurry buildings and trees around became visible as a whole, almost all revealing clear outlines. Sylvia slowly opened her eyes and saw that the earth was gradually covered with a layer of golden halo.

The sun is out.

The fog has dispersed.

arrived at a

was quietly parked

onto the plane by Franklin and she sat down, picked up her phone, and posted a message on

comfortable position in Franklin's arms, and

it fanned the air, and then slowly ascended into the

Heading towards their destination.

time, a private plane took off in Larro and flew

boxes of drugs are loaded. The leading man has a cold expression on his face, "The boss has flown to the Middle East first. We must immediately go to meet her.

in black responded with

they took their

Three hours later.

at

off the plane together and immediately got into a limited edition Rolls-Royce, which smoothly drove

the Rolls-Royce slowly approached a private villa

tightly closed iron gate slowly

keeping her eyes

front

out of the car and opened the

out of the car with long strides. His sharp eyes scanned around, taking in everyone's expressions in an

Maskelyne, you finally

of respect sounded. A middle-aged man stepped forward

lightly

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