After leaving Regal Gardens, Rayna drove straight to the airport. She said to Kristie, “You’ve got loads of connections, Kristie. Get in touch with someone at the airport and have them put Jessie on a plane out of the country.”
“Go abroad?” Jessica stiffened in shock before sputtering, “I can’t leave the country. Uncle Oliver is still in the hospital. Wyatt might target him if he can’t find me.”
Rayna tightened her grip on the steering wheel and mustered a smile. “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of Mr. Marsh.”
“Rayna, where should the flight go?” asked Kristie.
“Yartran.”
That was Jefferson’s turf, and Wyatt would never be able to find Jessica there.
Meanwhile, Kristie quickly found help by using her connections as “Mr. Faymon’s younger sister.”
Once they reached the airport, Kristie led Rayna and Jessica through the staff entrance and straight to the pilot who would ensure Jessica’s safe arrival in Yartran.
Jessica dragged her feet, reluctant to leave. She clasped Rayna’s hand and said, “What will happen to you when I leave? Wyatt—”
“Don’t worry, he can’t do anything to me,” Rayna interjected while wiping the tears from the corner of Jessica’s eyes. She added, “Wait for a bit once you land in Yartran. Ringo will send someone to escort you.”
Then, she continued more quietly, “I’m sorry. I’m too useless. I even need you to help me.”
I must protect Jessica at all costs since I didn’t manage to save her family.
Thankfully, Jessica hugged Rayna and replied, “Okay. I’ll listen to you. I’ll leave. Please take care of my uncle and the others.”
Rayna nodded.
She watched as Jessica boarded the plane.
The tension in her heart only dissolved when the plane left the runway. Then, she left with Kristie.
Kristie watched Rayna’s profile closely and could not help but ask, “Uncle Oliver is, erm… why didn’t you tell Jessica the truth, Rayna?”
Suddenly, Rayna was overwhelmed with exhaustion.
She massaged her temples and answered, “Jessica’s pregnant. I’m not sure she can handle the truth. We need to buy all the time we can.”
Kristie’s heart ached for Jessica’s situation. She sighed and muttered, “I didn’t think Wyatt was so… brutal.”
He even harmed Jessica’s family.
Rayna began tottering on her legs, drawing Kristie’s concern.
“Are you okay, Rayna?” Kristie rushed forward to support Rayna. In her haste, she dropped her hat, revealing her signature jet-black hair and bright eyes.
Several pedestrians glanced over curiously.
Some even walked up to her and stared intently at her. One of them asked hesitantly, “Are you Kristie Winton?”
Kristie picked up her hat and wore it securely before attempting to lead Rayna away.
“Oh my God, you really are Kristie Winton!” exclaimed the earlier onlooker in glee. “I’m a huge fan! Could you give me an autograph? Why did you stop acting?”
Hearing the avid fan’s exclamations, other pedestrians murmured excitedly and swarmed Kristie for autographs. “Kristie Winton?”
“No way! Why is she here?”
Rayna and Kristie were surrounded in under a minute.
“I’m not Kristie Winton. Please leave me alone!” Kristie yelled anxiously when she noticed Rayna’s paling complexion. She shoved some onlookers away and pleaded, “Please let us go!”
The crowd was deaf to her pleas. Some of the overzealous fans even tried to rip Kristie’s face mask off.
The environment grew more and more suffocating.
Already overwhelmed with fatigue, Rayna promptly blacked out under the lack of oxygen and slumped into Kristie.
“Rayna!” Kristie panicked and tried her best to hold Rayna up. At the same time, she scolded the onlookers fiercely, “Give me some room! I’m calling the police if you continue to block my path!”
Just then, a pair of powerful arms began pushing the crowd apart.
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