Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 77

Late at night.

Sitting comfortably in first class, Sylvia, as bright as a button despite the hour, savored her coffee.

She peered out the window, but the ink–dipped darkness of the night made it impossible to discern even

the contours of the clouds.

With a waning interest, Sylvia was about to withdraw her gaze when a familiar silhouette caught her eye

in the window’s reflection.

The figure wore sunglasses, briefly making eye contact before dodging her gaze.

Her defenses rose as she took a covert sweep of her surroundings, only to find that her bodyguards had, at some point, slipped into slumber, as had the rest of the passengers.

A whiff of danger tingled her senses.

Rising to investigate the other cabins, she found herself facing a well–suited man and his entourage, all

well–built and closing in on her.

The man in question was none other than Mr. Sunglasses himself.

It seemed that their intentions were very clear. It was obvious that they were targeting her.

Sylvia simply stood still.

If evasion was out of the question, it was better to fight head–on.

“Miss Lancelot, long time no see,” the man removed his sunglasses, flashing a grin. “You probably didn’t expect us to meet again so soon.”

“It’s you?”

Sylvia’s brow furrowed.

The man, Tim, motioned to his followers who quickly swarmed Sylvia.

“Rumor has it Miss Lancelot is quite the hand at ju–jitsu, but I advise you to behave yourself. This plane’s under my thumb, and if you so much as twitch, I won’t think twice about going down in flames, causing an air disaster. I’m sure you don’t want these passengers to bite the dust because of you.”

His grin wiped off, he settled in his seat, casting an indifferent gaze upon her.

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but it’s a command from

demeanor turning frosty. “He’d actually send you

you committed against Miss Mellis, Mr. Fallen’s betrothed, won’t go unpunished. This is the

his hand, Tim cautioned, “Avoid futile resistance. All lives aboard are now in my palm, unless you truly wish to

to plot an escape route.

him to be so cutthroat. Clearly, Nancy is his apple of the eye.

spoke, she stealthily stretched out her foot, fishing

her seat.

his brow furrowed, and he barked, “Don’t try to pull a fast one, or you won’t be the only

the other passengers hostage, their eyes flashing

warning.

lips, grabbed the scalding hot cup of coffee from her seat

Tím.

you to decide how I play my cards,” she retorted.

the cabin door and slung the parachute bag onto her back as fast as greased lightning. Then, without a second thought, she took a

the pitch–black night.

her! Don’t let her take the leap!”

the time Tim

door, peering out

twinkling stars, no sign of Sylvia to be seen.

abyss, the

she popped open the parachute

goons still lingered at the cabin door, staring into the darkness. The night was

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than a smear on the pavement, we probably won’t

at the thug’s words. Indeed, one way or another, he had completed the task Nancy had entrusted him

Mellis, are you asleep?” he

the guise of Edgar, he had secretly lifted the phone surveillance on Nancy, granting

hearing from you? How’s the task I gave you coming along?” Nancy, from her hospital bed, sounded anxious,

it’s done,” Tim

mean

octave, “Did you mess up? Is she

with no safety measures. From this height, she’s as good as

washed over Nancy. “Well done, Tim. I really owe you one,” she said,

she let out a triumphant laugh.

she still lost to her in the end! She was the last one standing!

was a shot in the arm, she hadn’t lost sight of the loose cannon,