Charlotte's face turned red again.

After a few words, Shane hung up the phone.

He laid on the hotel sofa with one arm behind his head. His slightly tilted face happened to line up with the view of the beach outside the window.

The mesmerizing horizon stretched across the deep blue sea, one couldn't help but feel delighted by the sight.

The corner of his mouth quirked up, his porcelain- white skin shimmered under the sun.

Charlotte's soft voice echoed through his ears. It seemed she looked forward to his return.

Shane's heart filled with warmth at the thought of that.

He picked up his phone again and called Cole.

"Book me the earliest flight back home." Any trace of tenderness was instantly replaced with coldness.

"President, are you going back now?" Cole asked when he heard his request.

Shane's answer

was firm with

Louis had made an appointment to play golf with you on the day after

wouldn't he

even after he heard this. "I will personally inform the prince. You just need to make

the phone, she

last words resonated in her mind, "My

made her imagination

too preoccupied with her thoughts on Shane's attitude, she

a corner without any surveillance, someone draped a sack over her head blinding

She instinctively wanted to shout for help, but her mouth was quickly

turned dark and she lost all consciousness, her body was free

was the person who spoke on

a thug with a strong and

preplanned as he carried Charlotte

the hospital through a hole in the wall. He then flipped himself over as well. Outside, a black and unlicensed

as they got on the van,

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