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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.

occasionally pulled away by the person on the couch. It felt as if a giant hand

surprisingly lively and energetic in his presence. It seemed like that w

from the second-floor cabin, but the

Caleb called. "Mr. Sinclair, the yacht isn't heading towards the shore, but is moving in the opposite direction. Could there be some forces at work? Should we move closer to check

simply said two words,

looked at him in surprise,

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 Sinclair Manor Mark's voice was filled

old fox, to pull such a move Outwardly, he seemed like a

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grandson art stricken by serious illness, but in

must be in his hands. Kenneth's eyes didn't reveal much emotion, but everyone in the room could

man dares to mess with my girl. He's asking

again. Kenneth stared at the unfamiliar number on the phone and turned the screen towards Chloe. Chloe immediately understood and

phone to his car. Before

right? You

me at Sinclair Manor, acting

seemed he had bet correctly; this woman was more important than

chatter." Kenneth's sharp

the computer spinning and scanning continuously, yet there was „ó response. Ronan's voice came through the phone again. "Besides that, I want four of

the back of his hand were prominent, extending down to his forearm

you'll kill me too. I've lived long enough anyway, I'm just sorry that my granddaughter-in-law

I have to admit, you and Noel both have a good eye

short!

press conference, hand over the company, and cut off four of your fingers publicly. Otherwise, I'll send her four fingers

which still displayed the search icon, her hands clenched tightly as if she

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

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