Mission To Remarry

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.

nice view, but unfortunately, I can only bring you around the suburbs. Think of this as a reward for your honest words,

a little at

the air, Ophelia turned ashen and

watched the helicopter take off into the distance before turning to say, “Wait for her to return and keep a close eye

distance before turning to say,

inclined

linger; he

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

back,” Lucian uttered after a moment

in reply and started

could guess why Lucian was not

wrath seeping out of

must have

entrance of the Farwell residence. After giving some simple instructions to Cayden, Lucian got out of the car and went

dinner, and when she saw her employer return, she

could say anything, she saw

words and watched as Lucian went

but worry about the expression she saw on Lucian's face when

she sound

wonder what happened for Mr. Farwell to