Chapter 857

The sky grew increasingly overcast as a helicopter rose swiftly into the air, like a bird skimming over dark waters and charging towards the night.

Inside the helicopter, Sylvia sat in front of a laptop, typing away on the keyboard with intense focus while Franklin studied some documents on his lap. Suddenly, a soft patter of raindrops could be heard outside.

It was almost like an accompaniment to a small waltz.

Sylvia furrowed her brows slightly and looked out the window. She saw that it had started to drizzle at some point during their flight. The tiny droplets fell from above like thin threads and splattered against the glass windows of their aircraft.

The co-pilot was monitoring weather conditions from his seat beside them. After awhile he came over to report, "Boss, it's just light rain right now. No thunderstorms expected because light rain usually falls when there's no wind which means fog may form along with it; if mixed with smoke or haze, visibility will further decrease. So... should we continue flying or make an emergency landing?"

Sylvia glanced at Franklin, before asking him softly, "What do you think?"

He put away his documents and tapped his knee gently for a while before speaking in his magnetic voice, "Tell our pilot I'll take over."

Sylvia was taken aback, "I asked you to accompany me here, not to fly this thing!"

Both pilots were members of an underground group known for their exceptional flying skills but compared to Franklin, there would still be some difference in ability.

Franklin stood up tall - he had long legs and well-proportioned body - though he wasn't wearing any captain uniform, he still looked handsome as ever.

Without warning, he leaned down close to her ear without saying anything, but kept staring at Sylvia's pretty face until she couldn't stand it anymore, then suddenly grabbed her wrist tightly, "You're coming with me."

Her heart skipped a beat as she was pulled up by him onto the co-pilot seat beside him while Franklin took control of the aircraft from behind its controls. His hands gripped firmly onto them while flashing her an easy smile that made him look even more perfect under those lights inside their cabin.

His eyes were focused intently ahead; thick lashes casting faint shadows beneath them, while perfectly sculpted jawline exuded charm all around him.

Sylvia tilted her head slightly, looking at his serious expression. A thought couldn't help but surface in her mind: no wonder people often say that serious men are the most charming.

In the misty rain, fine raindrops fell like silver threads.

The dark sky seemed to be about to collapse.

Franklin skillfully piloted the plane, driving it steadily forward.

at each other. They could tell just by looking that

her head drooped

caught sight of her out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help

a small blanket and covered

a helicopter slowly landed on the rooftop of

building was as majestic as steel bars and copper plates

this particular building was

of the building, an atmosphere of solemnity pervaded everything around them as they disembarked

rows of black-clad men stood neatly on either side with their heads bowed low and their

where everyone was silent except for some

black attire yet exuding an air that was both coldly aloof yet

resembled a snow-capped mountain peak, pure white without any dust

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incredibly beautiful

rang

expressionless while facing these excited subordinates -as if such things were nothing more than

man walk out from inside carrying over his arm what appeared to be beige windbreaker jacket which he then gently draped over Sylvia's shoulders while speaking

behind him came into view another super handsome

was shocked

Franklin who had lovingly draped that windbreaker

to the red-light district for two years, and what made her go there again? The tough

a man named Billy stepped forward. "Boss, welcome back. This way please." Sylvia nodded and walked slowly forward with Franklin holding her hand. After taking a few steps, she

to Billy. "This is my ex-husband Franklin; this is Jasper." The news hit like

heard that he was Sylvia's ex-husband.

then divorced?

twisted love story was

the thought that he was an ex-husband, Billy and his men looked at

their perfect boss. How dare he

We'll see about

of discontent were immediately planted and began

men in black clothes but didn't

if it were an export company called Sunnay, it was actually Sylvia's power

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