Chapter 2302 Homecoming
Just as Anthony took a few steps, he recalled something. “This can’t be right. Didn’t General Jablonski mention that he’ll be fetching us tomorrow to Xendale?”
“Ah, yes! Forget the air ticket, then. We’ll travel light.” “Okay.” With that said, Anthony bolted off to make the necessary preparations.
Francesca, in turn, jotted down all thirteen sets of contact numbers before closing the ledger and placing it into the safe. Following that, she returned to her room to wash up.
Out of the blue, Layla’s words rang in her mind. ”No matter how capable we are, Francesca, there’s always a limit to what we can do by ourselves. You have to pick up more skills to protect yourself.”
Those words had never made sense to Francesca in the past. She had always frowned upon social butterflies, for she reckoned that she would never ever have to deign to beg others.
Yet, right then, she gradually saw the light. She knew that she had to become stronger, by hook or by crook, because only then would she be able to protect her loved ones.
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Back when Ms. Layla was put to death, I couldn’t even do anything to fight back. But now, I know I can’t stay like this anymore. I must go all out to save Mr. Lincoln’s life, and I’ll be Danrique’s strongest pillar of support!
Meanwhile, Danrique was awakened by a loud rumble. As he opened his eyes, he kept calling out to Sean.
A few minutes later, Sean finally rushed in. Instead of turning on the light, he said in a hushed tone, “Mr. Lindberg, we’ve been spotted by the helicopter from the military.”
Danrique gritted his teeth in fury. “Not bad for a silly old bugger. He even dispatched the military to track me down so brazenly.”
“Should we retreat, Mr. Lindberg?” asked Sean softly. “I’m worried he might send someone here for an assassination.”
As soon as he said that, an explosion rang out from outside.
Sean’s visage did a one-eighty at that. He dashed toward the window and glanced out to check, only to find that the courtyard walls had tumbled. Worse still, dozens of military jeeps were forcing their way inside.
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