"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.

her before. Could Jerome actually harbor other intentions toward

could that

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,

Lizetta was alone. If Dora really wanted to harm her, she could have done it earlier

Lizetta, pulling her hat down, glanced back towards the

or five rough-looking men still searching. Ryan was

turned her head, feeling cold

wasn't naive enough to think Stella had brought

her from escaping, and what they planned to do afterward

would consider Remington

thought it was enough. But it seemed she was too naive. Thankfully, she hadn't completely trusted the Wests and had made her

An hour

was settled in

sipping

warm coffee Dora

her,

call.

expressed her gratitude sincerely, then directly voiced

I ask why you're helping me like

she wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully without clearing this

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