A Touch of Sweetness (Finnick Norton and Vivian William) novel Chapter 1383

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1383

It was evident that Jason had gotten someone to pull a switcheroo on her.

Not to mention, all those people she had recruited for her secret workplace had turned into renegades one after the other. Previously, they did awful things on Lyna’s behalf because they knew she would back them up. Now that Lyna had lost her upper hand over the whole situation, it was only natural that they would desert her to protect themselves from Fabian. After all, they’d be delusional if they thought they could stand against Fabian. That would be the world’s greatest joke.

Yvette pondered for a bit before helping Lyna up. At this, Lyna snapped out of her trance. She blinked bitterly at the now barren secret workplace.

Lyna’s chest tightened at how much she had lost; she drafted the transfer contract to bleed Winson dry, so she included her own villa as part of the transferrable assets too. But after. the twisted turn of events earlier, her wealth and her villa all belonged to Winson now.

Yvette cast a concerned gaze at Lyna. She hesitantly opened and closed her mouth for some time before finally uttering, “Although our plan failed… and regardless of what’s to come, I still owe it to you for saving me then.”

She then pulled out a credit card from her wallet. “The twenty million in this card is enough to support your lifetime’s spendings, so hurry and leave this city.”

A dangerous gleam flashed in Lyna’s eyes when she heard that Yvette was giving her twenty million. Brimming with hysterical glee, Lyna snatched the card from Yvette’s hands.

Yvette’s head shook disapprovingly at how crazed the woman before her had become. No longer wanting to witness this sight, she stood up and left.

Lyna couldn’t care less about the people who betrayed her anymore. She sat on the sofa, rocking her body insanely as she muttered, “I can take back everything with this twenty million… I’ll kidnap Hannah. I’ll make Fabian cough up all that money he took from me and more!”

Her face crinkled and morphed hideously, reflecting how intensely she hated Hannah and Fabian.

She got up and hailed a taxi for the black market.

Once there, Lyna entered a shop and approached some intimidatingly large men who were gambling loudly. She demanded, “Where’s your boss?”

“Hmm?”

Their bristly brows raised at Lyna as if questioning whether she knew what she was getting into.

“I have a deal for your boss,” Lyna declared.

The men eyed each other as they silently discussed amongst themselves. Shortly after, the man in the middle who appeared to be of higher standing nodded his head. Then, one of the men ran to get their boss.