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Percival effortlessly took hold of her luggage and began walking toward the Porsche Cayenne, the large umbrella overhead shielding them from the scorching sunlight.
Just moments ago, her forehead had been covered in beads of cold sweat from the sun, but now, with the umbrella in hand, she felt a cool relief.
As they approached the car, Callum opened the door and took the bag from Percival’s hand.
Percival held the door open for her. As Odalys slid into the car, she glanced back at the group of people who were still froze casual wave, she said. “We’ll catch up later.”
frozen in shock, and with a
She settled into the car, and Percival folded the umbrella before sliding in beside her. The air conditioning inside the vehicle was set to the perfect temperature, just enough to keep her comfortable without feeling cold.
“Have something to eat. Percival suggested.
Odalys followed his finger to see some coffee, water, snacks, and freshly peeled nuts waiting on the side.
“Actually, I’m a linde hungry.” Odalys admitted.
She picked up a piece of cake and took a bite. After the intense drive, she had been so focused that now, with the adrenaline fading, her body felt drained and her stomach was growling
As she ate. Callum had returned to the driver’s seat, and the car sped off.
“Odalys” Orson’s voice suddenly interrupted from the front passenger seat, making her almost choke on the cake.
She stared at him, wide–eyed. Orson looked at her with eyes sparkling like he had just seen a miracle.
Want s
some?” Odalys asked, offering him the cake.
Onion began to reach for it, but Percival was quicker. He placed a firm hand on Orson’s and took the cake back, placing it in front of Odalys. “He doesn’t want any, he said flatly.
Orson fell silent, thinking to himself. What a guy. He truly puts women before his friends.
In the international airport, Freya stood there, watching Odalys walk toward that imposing figure.
She saw the man take her luggage, and then, he shielded her from the sun with an umbrella.
“They Freya’s lips parted in shock.
Without thinking, she grabbed the hand of the person next to her and squeezed hard.
Francis, caught off guard by the pain, groaned.
“Freya, you’re making me bleed,” he said, looking down at the blood on the back of his hand.
Does it hurt!” Freya asked quickly.
Francis glanced at his hand for a moment before answering, “Yeah, it hurts.”
Freya burely heard him. She was too distracted, her thoughts whirling. “So it’s not a dream, Who was that man? Is Odalys married now? Is that her husband? Her husband?
That
guy has to be at least 62 feet tall, right? And those legs, wow, That Porsche Cayenne–was it the limited edition from last year!” Freya
mittered to hemell.
She narrowed her eyes, looking as if she might approach them.
But Selali quickly grabbed her and covered her mouth, whispering, “Stop. Don’t say anything.”
Freya blinked, startled. Then, with a forced laugh, she turned and faced the camera, blocking the view of the man.
Stellan noticed, 100, and tilted his head to block the view.
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Everyone seemed to be in sync, all subtly positioning themselves to prevent the cameras from capturing anything.
“Ladies and gentlemen, Ms. Stone’s private jet has arrived. This way, please, someone from the airport staff said as they approached.
The staff seemed surprised. “We’re flying on a private jet?”
“Didn’t they fly budget airlines before!” someone murmured.
“Turns out. Odalys chartered a plane herself. It’s a direct line to Crownridge–no security checks, just get on and go. The plane leaves as soon as everyone’s on board, Kenny explained with pride in his voice.
He had been getting calls from major industry figures who wanted to talk to Odalys. They had all been trying to reach her.
“Odalys she’s that powerful?” someone gasped
“Wait, a chartered flight? But doesn’t that need a lot of lead time? How did she manage to get one on short notice? Is she some kind of rich lady?” someone else said, clearly stunned.
“A private jet, specially chartered by Miss Stone, the staff confirmed, their voice full of awe
They ushered the group into a VIP access lane and led them directly to the plane. After counting the heads and making sure everyone was on board, the plane took off immediately.
Stellan wat uneasily, his mind racing.
He knew that if he returned now, it would only take two hours. But if he had gone with the original plan, it would have taken him seven hours. Odalys had just saved him five hours. But would he make it in time!
His thoughts were a mess, and he couldn’t stop thinking about the messages he had sent to friends and relatives, asking them to stop whatever was happening
He had no news yet and didn’t know if it had worked. But based on Odalys’s sudden charte
chartered flight, he feared it was already too late.
“Stop overthinking it.” Francis said quietly from beside him, sensing his unease. “We’re on Odalys’s plane now. We’re avoiding the airport crowds, so just relax”
The tension in Francis’s body began to case, but his mind was still racing.
His phone vibrated, and he saw a call from his girlfriend,
He didn’t answer it, instead quickly switching it to airplane mode.
A message soon popped up on his phone, and after hesitating for a moment, he opened it. What he saw made his stomach twist.
“It was really a trap, Francis murmured under his breath, his voice barely audible. “She’s always been engaged to someone in her circle, and she said they’re getting married by the end of the year. I’m not her publicly acknowledged boyfriend–I’ve been forced into being the third wheel. Her fiancé is seriously ill–kidney failure, and heart disease too. He needs to find a suitable organ donor. The doctors have told him that the organs must come from the same person, and that person has to be in good health. No wonder she’s always been so controlling about my diet. I thought it was love, but it turns out she’s been treating me like prey to nourish”
The more he read, the angrier he became
All the money he had sent her had gone toward the treatment of her sick fiance.
The clothes she had bought him? They were hand–me–downs from the man, who had worn them once before. She had told him they were “couple
He felt disgusted and heartbroken
“Change the password to your place now. If you can, sell the house, Stellan said urgently.
Francis quickly followed his advice, logging into his phone and changing the password to his apartment, then posting the property for sale online. Only then did he feel his anxiety slowly begin to case.
The plane took off, and the calls kept coming, but he didn’t answer. By the time they were in the air, he would have no signal. But even then, the sting of being used still gnawed at him.
“Do you need me to help!” Stellan suddenly asked.
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He wasn’t the type to get involved in other people’s business, especially with those from the same industry-
He preferred to keep his distance. But after this show, his perspective had changed.
I might be able to help, too,” Freya added, turning her head.
Selah nodded quietly. “I can help as well”
After hearing then, Francis couldn’t hold back his emotions any longer. He broke down, tears welling up in his eyes. He quickly looked up, trying to stop them from falling-
