When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind novel Chapter 130

Chapter 130 The Swift Young Man

Ludwig listened quietly.

Finished

When Jean finished speaking, his expression relaxed; he didn’t seem the least bit opposed. “If that’s what you want, Jean, then sure.”

He was surprisingly agreeable. Jean blinked-

Then again, he had always been unusually accommodating when it came to her.

He rarely went against her.

Jean patted his arm, her eyes shining. “Just be careful, okay?”

Ludwig gave a proud smirk. “What, you think I can’t handle this?”

In the blink of an eye, the boy had already leapt into the opposite side of the forest with Jean in

tow

Bryson stopped in his tracks, stunned as he watched Ludwig suddenly move in the opposite direction at full speed. What is going on?

The others looked just as confused, uncertainty flickering in their eyes. At that moment, Ludwig burst through the trees with Jean and landed in a wide clearing.

Suddenly, a massive shadow fell over them, pressing down with an overwhelming sense of force

Jean instinctively looked up. A huge aircraft loomed directly above them.

The deafening roar flooded her ears, and all she could hear was an overwhelming buzz.

Maybe sensing her discomfort, Ludwig calmly raised a hand and pressed his fingers to the side of her head.

His fingertips were cold, but the touch was gentle.

The ringing eased immediately.

Jean gave him a grateful look.

But out of nowhere–several sharp bullets ripped through the air, aimed straight for the two of them in the clearing!

The agile boy narrowed his eyes and, like a flash of lightning, twisted and dodged within seconds, narrowly avoiding the lethal shots.

But clearly, whoever was on that plane had no intention of letting them go so easily.

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Chapter 130 The Swift Young Man

of gunfire with fluid precision.

Jean was shielded in his arms; all she could do was shut her eyes on reflex.

Finished

She didn’t know how much time had passed. The deafening noise and crushing pressure finally seemed to fade. Slowly, Jean opened her eyes.

She blinked in confusion.

Everything around her had changed. Ludwig had brought her beneath a thick, towering tree.

They were no longer under the open sky where the plane had hovered overhead. In its place was a forest of ancient tree

their heavy branches swaying low around them.

“Where are we?”

Jean pressed her lips together, asking without thinking.

Beside her, Ludwig answered plainly, “A temporary safe spot.”

Then his eyes curved slightly, half–smirking. “We’ve done enough acting like bait. We’re not actually going to let ourselves get shot up.”