Leaving The Country After Divorce

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.

nice view, but unfortunately, I can only bring you around the suburbs. Think of this as a reward for your honest words,

Lucian raised his hand a little at the pilot, and the helicopter slowly ascended

was in the air, Ophelia

turning to say,

bodyguard inclined

linger; he immediately turned

Lucian was in the car, Cayden gave his employer a careful look. “Mr.

back,” Lucian uttered after a

hummed in reply and started the

could guess why Lucian was not looking for

trouble enduring the wrath seeping out of

really must have had a death

before the entrance of the Farwell residence. After giving some simple instructions to Cayden, Lucian got out of the car

saw her employer return, she walked over to

before she could say anything, she saw

words and watched as Lucian

not help but worry about the expression she saw on Lucian’s face when he entered the

wonder what happened for Mr. Farwell