Facade of Love

Chapter 133 I Have the Right to Know

Before I could look at Idris, I saw that the deck was suddenly filled with about a dozen police officers holding guns, almost all aiming at Lucas,

Lucas‘ two men who were initially holding Idris and Inch were already being held at gunpoint by the police

The situation changed so quickly that I did not even have time to process what was happening.

Idris protected me behind him, his dark eyes scrutinizing Lucas, while his voice was deep and fierce as he said, “Lucas Dean, you’ve lost this round.”

Lucas‘ face was now devoid of any smile and looked ominously dark. After a while, he almost gritted his teeth and said to Idris, “Idris, I underestimated you. It seems that the yachts I blew up were empty as you had already evacuated the people on them.”

Idris did not speak, which was as good as an admission.

Looking at Lucas, Idris said, “To catch you, sacrificing a few yachts and some dummies is worth it.‘

“Hmph!” Lucas snorted coldly and stopped talking, only asking, “What about my other men?”

With a frown, Idris calmly replied, “Don’t worry, they’re all still alive.”

After a brief exchange, Officer Jackson arrived. Seeing Lucas handcuffed, he relaxed a bit and ordered his subordinates to take him away.

at me, he asked, “Ms.

my head. Idris had already removed the bomb from my waist, so I was safe for now. However, the rapid turn of events left me

looked at Idris and said, “Mr. Young, thank you

shook his head, his gaze was calm. “Our goal was the same. No need

Jackson nodded, ordering Inch to be transferred to the police yacht, and then instructed me and Idris

that were blown up were obviously unusable, but the police seemed to have prepared

advance.

was full of questions

at Idris, I asked, “How did those police officers suddenly appear on

sea, seemingly lost in the vast darkness. After a long time, he finally spoke, uttering

under Lucas’s yacht the

climb up and take control

men were in trouble,

tense when the yachts exploded. It was

looked at him. “The bomb Lucas tied to my waist was safe as long as I didn’t move away from him by more than two meters. Why

Scott!” He interrupted me before I could finish, turning to look at me, his dark eyes deep and

restrained

what’s wrong?” His

somewhat nervous.

me, and stopped a meter away, his voice somewhat gloomy when he asked, “What exactly happened five years ago, leaving you with that scar on your