I Became His Sweetheart by Bright Eyes

In the deep hours of the night, Sheena sat in the first–class cabin, sipping her coffee, still very much alert. She gazed out the window, but the darkness of the night made it difficult to distinguish even the outlines of clouds.

Sheena’s interest waned, and she was about to look away when the reflection in the small window caught her attention.

There was a familiar figure wearing sunglasses. After locking eyes briefly, the person turned away, avoiding her gaze.

Sheena became more cautious, surveying her surroundings and suddenly realizing that the few bodyguards she had brought with her were now fast asleep. The rest of the passengers were also in deep slumber.

It felt oddly dangerous.

Standing up, Sheena considered moving to another section of the plane to investigate. However, she spotted a man in a suit as she turned, accompanied by several equally burly individuals, heading her way.

The man in the suit was the same person who had exchanged glances with her earlier, and it seemed their intentions were clear–they were targeting her.

Sheena opted to stand her ground. Since evading them was impossible, she thought facing them head–on was best.

long time no see,” the man greeted, removing his sunglasses and smiling

Sheena

the men behind him. Soon, the men in black followed his lead, swiftly

over this plane. If you resist, I don’t mind crashing this plane. I don’t think your want these passengers

his face and took a seat, looking at her coldly.

but this is Mr.

her expression grew colder. “He

did to Ms. Moore was unacceptable. She’s Mr. Freeman’s fiancee, and he won’t let it go. So, this is the price,” Leon said, pulling out a military knife. “The lives of all passengers are in my

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nack from under her

frowned when he saw her calm expression and warned, “Don’t try anything funny. If you do, everyone on this plane dies with you.”