"Mmm!"

Lizetta was terrified, struggling fiercely, but the person binding her from behind hushed her.

"Don't freak out, Ms. Gardenia! My boss is Jerome, I mean no harm."

It was a woman's voice.

Lizetta abruptly stopped all movement, and gradually relaxed.

She tapped on the woman's hand that was covering her mouth, indicating that she wouldn't scream.

The woman behind her indeed released her grip. Lizetta turned around, her heart still racing.

"You're really with Jerome? But I don't get it."

Lizetta eyed the woman intently. She seemed to be in her thirties with short, neat hair.

"Ms. Gardenia, you can call me Dora. Mr. Jerome hired me to look out for you. I've been here since you boarded the plane." "But why would he?" Lizetta's guard was still up.

She was even more puzzled because she didn't think she was that close to Jerome.

help but recall what Remington had told her before. Could Jerome actually harbor other intentions toward

how could that

I'm just here to ensure Ms. Gardenia's safety. Mr. Madden will get in touch with you soon. You might ask him directly. This place isn't safe, let's leave first." Dora explained.

Lizetta was alone. If Dora really wanted to harm her, she could have done it earlier without needing to deceive

and Lizetta, pulling her hat down, glanced back

Ryan and a tall guy with about four or five rough-looking men

turned her head, feeling cold all

think Stella had brought all those people just to protect

from escaping, and what they planned to do afterward

had previously thought that the Wests would consider Remington and not dare

seemed she was too naive. Thankfully, she

An hour

was

sipping on

warm coffee Dora

for her,

call.

her gratitude sincerely, then directly voiced her

why

felt she wouldn't be able to

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