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.

“Ms. Scott, are you alright?”

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

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

goal was

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

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

advance.

I was full

at Idris, I asked, “How did those police officers

lost in the vast darkness. After a long

police had been lurking under Lucas’s yacht the whole time? They were waiting

right moment to quietly climb up

time Lucas realized his men were in trouble, it was

the yachts exploded. It was just a decoy for Lucas

from him by more than two meters. Why didn’t you wait until Lucas was captured before contacting

before I could finish, turning

restrained

looked at him, puzzled. “What… what’s wrong?” His gaze was

somewhat nervous.

and stopped a meter away, his voice somewhat gloomy when