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.

bring you around the suburbs. Think of this

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

was in the air,

off into the distance before turning to say,

turning to say, “Wait for her to return and keep a close

bodyguard inclined

did not linger; he immediately turned to head

was in the car, Cayden gave his employer a careful look. “Mr. Farwell,

back,” Lucian uttered after a moment of

reply and started

Lucian was

had trouble enduring the wrath seeping out of Lucian, let alone

Smith really must have

residence. After giving some simple instructions to Cayden, Lucian got out of

and when she saw her employer return, she walked over

say anything, she saw Lucian gesturing to her to stay

swallowed her words and watched as Lucian went

not help but worry about the expression she saw on Lucian's face when he

she sound

what happened for Mr. Farwell to be