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Chapter 2290

Chapter 2290

The three continued to walk for a while until they finally saw the car.

After Anthony helped Francesca into the vehicle, Lincoln drove them all down the mountain.

By then, dawn was about to break as the morning sun slowly rose on the horizon and shone upon their path.

Leaning back in her seat, Francesca stared blankly out the car window and at the beautiful scenery outside, thinking about nothing but the death of Layla and Sloan.

Francesca had never done anything she turned out to regret before then. But at that moment, she realized she had to live the rest of her life with guilt and regret.

After all, there was nothing she could do to change the fact that her actions had cost the lives of four people.

Anthony took off his jacket and put it on Francesca before wrapping his arms around her. That was his way of comforting the woman.

Perhaps she was too tired because she fell asleep in Anthony's embrace.

Lincoln stepped on the accelerator to speed up the car, and soon they were down the mountain and zooming on a wide road.

“Where are we heading to, Mr. Lincoln?” asked Anthony, sensing that something was off. “This seems to be the direction to—”

“To the airport,” interrupted Lincoln in a deep voice. “You take Francesca back to S Nation.”

“What about you?” Anthony asked hastily.

“I'm staying to avenge Ms. Layla,” replied Lincoln very calmly.

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man's somewhat loud reaction,

to speak, Lincoln swiftly struck her neck with the back of his hand

Lincoln had done. “What are you doing, Mr. Lincoln?

plane with her?” asked Lincoln rhetorically before throwing Anthony a

did as

though Anthony was simple-minded, he knew he

they arrived at

placed her in

had already prepared air tickets for them, so he simply watched as Anthony went through all

security personnel would have to check on an unconscious passenger, but since Lincoln had already bought off the officer on shift then,

Lincoln, who waved at them before leaving

into his car, Lincoln made a phone call. “Did you

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