Lucian studied her with cold eyes for a few seconds before letting go of her collar.

Ophelia nearly fell right on her face. Thinking she had been spared, she started heaving breaths of relief.

“Tie her up there,” came Lucian's ruthless voice from above her.

Ophelia's breath hitched.

Tie me up there? Up where?

Anxiously, she lifted her head, only to see the small helicopter in front of her.

At that very moment, Ophelia was certain that she was going to pass out again.

Alas, the bodyguards did not give her the chance to do that as they came over to drag her to the helicopter. Then they tied her under it.

Moments later, the rotor blades began spinning.

Ophelia had been restrained tightly, but she started struggling nevertheless.

“You better don't struggle. If you do, I can't guarantee that you won't fall off mid-flight,” Lucian whispered in her ear.

the suburbs.

said that, Lucian raised his hand a little at the pilot, and

body was in the

the distance before turning to say,

into the distance before turning to say, “Wait for her to return and keep

bodyguard inclined

did not linger; he

the car, Cayden gave his employer a careful look. “Mr. Farwell, are we

back,” Lucian uttered after a

hummed in reply and started

why Lucian was not

wrath seeping out of

have had

soon came to a stop before the entrance of the Farwell residence. After giving

had made dinner, and when she saw her employer return, she

say anything, she saw Lucian gesturing to her to

watched

not help but worry about the expression she saw

does she sound

for Mr.

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