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Chapter 155

In the quiet room. Ronan's gaze landed on Phoebe.

Phoebe pulled her legs back a bit. "I, I can't let you hurt Kenny! The Davidson family definitely won't help you either?

"That's not up to you." Ronan's eyes skimmed past her and returned to Ophelia, as he subtly signaled the bodyguards.

The bodyguards caught on quickly and led Ophelia out of the room, leaving Phoebe behind.

Ophelia felt weak all over, as if leeches were sucking at her nerves, and her legs felt like they were walking on cotton. Maybe it was because she had been drugged.

She looked around; it seemed like an old mansion with redwood decor everywhere.

Looking up, a group of bodyguards in black and armed mercenaries were stationed in the lobby and at the entrance, ensuring tight security.

Suddenly, she froze as she heard the sound of waves with her sharp hearing.

The sound was faint, yet remarkably clear in the stillness of the night. The waves seemed to be all around.

She thought, Can it be... I'm on an island?"

That's why Ronan was confident Kenneth wouldn't find her. Her scalp tingled involuntarily; she wanted to break free, but

he was too weak to do so.

Rosewood Manor, Chloe was sitting at the computer, skillfully using Noah's advanced privileges. Knowing that Ophelia was on the yacht, she immediately hacked into the yacht's surveillance system.

The computer screen cast shifting colors on her exquisite, outstanding face. Her aloof, proud eyes were intensely fixed on the computer screen.

person on the couch. It

and energetic in his presence. It seemed like that w the

from the second-floor cabin, but the surveillance around there had been messed

moving in the opposite direction. Could there be some forces at work? Should we move closer to check it

exuded an air of deadly seriousness. After a brief silence, he simply said two words, "No need." His voice was chilling, sending shivers

the study looked at him in

had deliberately misled him, wanting to waste his time on this matter. The surveillance footage was completely destroyed, so Ophelia must have already left the yacht. Just after he hung up, another call came in. "Mr. Sinclair... it's my fault. I don't know when Ronan managed to escape from

to pull such a move Outwardly, he seemed

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grandson art stricken by serious illness, but in

eyes didn't reveal much emotion, but everyone in the room could feel his terrifying

old man dares to mess with my girl.

on the phone and turned the screen towards Chloe. Chloe immediately understood and quickly typed the numbers on the

accept, slowly bringing the phone to his car. Before

Sinclair Group, right? You think anyone cares? Release my person, and

imprisoned me at Sinclair Manor, acting like

bet correctly; this woman was more

Kenneth's sharp

„ó response. Ronan's voice came through the phone again. "Besides

hand were prominent, extending down to his

said, "What wouldn't I dare? Worst case, you'll kill me too. I've lived long enough anyway, I'm just sorry

young and beautiful. I have to admit, you and Noel both

short!

the company, and cut off four of your fingers publicly. Otherwise, I'll send her four fingers back to you. Don't try any tricks; you won't find out where I am Ronan was going to avenge his

still displayed the search icon, her

quickly. She whispered two words to Kenneth, "Delay him." Kenneth lowered his eyes and let

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