My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 479

"Arrange a Private aircraft for me, I will fly to Italy immediately." Alice's voice was weak.

"But the people in Italy are probably all Patrick's men. In the past, you would only put yourself in danger." Daniel disagreed.

Alice sat on the ground and looked at him with lifeless eyes, "If only William was here."

"But I'm not as smart as him. I only know that my mother is in danger right now. I have to go save her." Alice looked at him, and her eyes filled with bewilderment. "If something were to happen to her again, I would never forgive myself for the entire life."

How long had it been since she'd met her blood parents? She couldn't imagine something even worse happening.

"Miss.Brown."

"Steward Frank." Alice looked at him and spoke in a low voice, "I missed William so much, so much."

If William was here, he would definitely have a foolproof plan.

But he was not by her side.

"Why don't I arrange for people to go rescue the Mrs.Brown?" Alice shook her head, "The White Sands Islands is currently filled with Patrick's men, he will definitely be extremely cautious during this period of time. I have to go alone as soon as possible, or my mother would be transport."

"Only I will go. I will act according to the circumstances and bring my mother out."

Alice pressed her hands on her head, her breathing became unsteady.

Daniel looked at her and knew that he couldn't stop a daughter from saving her mother. He could only give up and nod. They can’t make a considerate plan just as William did.

"Alright, Miss.Brown. I will send someone to check on the Private aircraft and send you there as soon as possible."

"Thank you, Steward Frank."

Alice said to him. She sat on the ground for a long time but could not get up.

On the plane, Alice sat on the seat beside the window. She looked at the empty seats.

She still remembered that the Private aircraft she was sitting on previously. At that time, Beverly had come back with them to participate William's birthday party.

At that time, William's temper was already getting worse, but he still had a normal conversation with Beverly, and tried his best to be a polite son-in-law.

But now.

She was alone on the plane.

She tried very hard to think of how many things she had to be cherished.

She was a very treasured person. At least, that was what she thought.

But why, everything was like the fine sand flowing away in her palm, leaving her without notice.

Private aircraft stopped in the White Sands Islands' airport. She looked down from the window and saw countless of men in black uniforms standing there, densely packed together.

Since the White Sands Islands was Brown's private island, then these people should be the people of the Browns.

So there were so many people in Browns.

Alice's heart sunk as she stood up and left.

The wind blew against her thin body, causing her to retreat backwards, her black skirt fluttering in the wind.

The White Sands Islands' sky was filled with multicolored light.

Alice looked up at the sky. Dusk.

She really liked the White Sands Islands' dusk. The soft light fell on a patch of trees in the wilderness, making people feel enchanted like they were an oil painting.

But now, she no longer had any feelings of appreciation.

Alice slowly walked off the plane. She looked down at the men in black, and at Mary, who was wearing a white dress standing at the front. The white on her body made her look extremely beautiful.

"Sis."

Mary stepped forward, still with the same submissive attitude, "You're here, aunty and Patrick are both waiting for you."

"Wait for me?"

Alice was stunned, then looking at the battle in front of her. No, even if he had to take control of her mother, there was no need for him to send so many people over.

"Sis, let me help you carry your bag." Mary tried to curry favor with her.

"Go away!" Alice pushed her hands away, turned and ran to the car. She got in directly, and said to the driver, "Drive, I want to see my mother."

Mary quickly got on the car from the other side, observing her with her eyes, "Sis, have you cried before?"

Alice's eyes were red, her skin extremely dry.

"This has nothing to do with you."

The mastermind was Patrick, so the intention of Mary staying by her mother's side everyday could be easily imagined.

The car pulled out of the tarmac and drove along the winding road until it reached the inside of the city wall.

Alice looked at the people dressed in black.

A black mass.

Her heart sank.

The car did not stop in front of the main house, but went on around it until it reached a Catholic church.

Alice pushed the car door open, and there were six black gold antique cars parked on both sides of the road. When everyone turned to look at her, Alice's gaze turned, and saw the pistols on their waists.