Chapter 1311: Chapter 1310: Furious, Even Guns Are Drawn
Eva Nightingale’s head was still buried in his embrace, she heard the "bang bang" of gunshots, but saw nothing.
Lucas Knight held her tightly with his left hand, covering her with his large palm, not letting her see such a bloody scene.
"Darling, don’t be afraid..."
"I’m here..."
"Be good, with me here, I won’t let anyone hurt you!"
For some reason, his words felt as heavy as a hammer, warming her to the point of dizziness and making tears flow uncontrollably.
Ignoring the pain in her hand, she clung to him and cried weakly in his arms!
She had considered many possibilities, perhaps he would come and question her, say she was involved with another man, but she never imagined this man would trust her so much, protecting her.
"Is your hand hurting a lot?"
"I’ll take you to get it bandaged!"
When comforting her, his tone was gentle, with not a shred of hostility, only endless affection and love.
"Lucas Knight... sob sob..." She hugged him tightly, burying her little face in his chest, "I’m not in pain... I’m fine!"
"It’s so bad!" He had just arrived and saw she was hurt, hurt!
How could he not be angry?
How could he not be anxious!
Perhaps he hadn’t even realized that at that moment, he wished... he was the one injured!
Seeing her bleed, he flew into a rage in a second, firing two shots to disable the attackers!
When Eva Nightingale came to her senses, she was already placed into a luxury car, with the driver racing away.
Lucas Knight’s aura was chilled, holding his delicate wife, he pulled out his phone and made a call, Harry North answered: "Crown Prince, how should we deal with those people tonight!"
"Leave none of them. Find out the mastermind." He said with a cold force, "Harry, I want to know the mastermind in two hours, if you can’t do it, come and see me with your head!"
He was furious.
This man, whose emotions were invisible, was incredibly angry, determined to find out and thoroughly investigate the mastermind.
...
Hotel.
The crowd was scared out of their wits.
They had always heard that this man was not someone to be trifled with, and tonight, to see him, was shockingly domineering and warm...
But midway through the plan, the Crown Prince showed up and Francesca Lewis’s plan failed.
At this moment, she was trembling in the corner: "Oh no, what to do... what to do, is the Morgan Family doomed like this?"
"No way!"
"There must be a way to turn the situation around."
"If we just fail like this, and involve the whole family, wouldn’t that be too much..."
"No, no..."
She hid in the corner, pulling out a mask from a designer branded bag, preparing to sneak away unnoticed.
Before putting on the mask, she made a call to Ava Morgan: "Ava! It’s bad!"
Ava Morgan was apparently already asleep: "What’s wrong? How did things go? Is Eva Nightingale very miserable?"
"No, no, the plan was messed up... In short, it failed, and this time it might implicate the family, wait for mom to come back, we’ll discuss it then!" Francesca Lewis hurriedly hung up the phone.
This place wasn’t fit to stay for long.
She carried the expensive designer bag and masked herself, leading the escape.
Inside the hotel.
The reporters thought they could capture sensational gossip.
This was indeed sensational gossip, but they dared not shoot!
Who would dare shoot this scene?
The scene was more intense than a movie!
Did you see the Crown Prince’s gun just now? If you took pictures, the next bullet would be aimed at your head.
Comments