Lucian studied her with cold eyes for a few seconds before letting go of her collar.

Ophelia nearly fell right on her face. Thinking she had been spared, she started heaving breaths of relief.

“Tie her up there,” came Lucian’s ruthless voice from above her.

Ophelia’s breath hitched.

Tie me up there? Up where?

Anxiously, she lifted her head, only to see the small helicopter in front of her.

At that very moment, Ophelia was certain that she was going to pass out again.

Alas, the bodyguards did not give her the chance to do that as they came over to drag her to the helicopter. Then they tied her under it.

Moments later, the rotor blades began spinning.

Ophelia had been restrained tightly, but she started struggling nevertheless.

“You better don’t struggle. If you do, I can’t guarantee that you won’t fall off mid-flight,” Lucian whispered in her ear.

around the suburbs. Think

he said that, Lucian raised his hand a little at the pilot,

moment her body was in the air, Ophelia turned

say, “Wait for

inclined

did not linger; he immediately turned to

his employer a careful look. “Mr. Farwell, are we going back to the

going back,” Lucian uttered after a

hummed in reply

Lucian was not

wrath seeping out of Lucian, let alone Roxanne and the

really must have had a death

the Farwell residence. After giving some simple instructions to Cayden, Lucian got out

had made dinner, and when she saw her employer return, she

she saw Lucian gesturing

swallowed her words and watched as

she saw on

for Mr.

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