Chapter 281

“I did not betray Mr. Harrison Lancaster.”
That one sentence made everything clear. If it wasn’t him, then it had to be Alice.
Logan’s voice was icy. “Take her away.”
Alice stared in disbelief as she was immediately led to the car.
“No-no, it wasn’t me! It was Thomas! Thomas is the one who betrayed Mr. Harrison Lancaster!”
It was only now that she snapped out of her shock, crying out in despair.
Thomas’s mind was spinning, his lips twisting into a bitter, painful smile. Suddenly, his body swayed-and he collapsed.
Anastasia’s face paled. She only relaxed when one of the men at her side reacted quickly and caught him before he hit the ground.
Seeing the blood staining Thomas’s shirt, she ordered sharply, “Get him to the hospital-now!”
She’d risked everything coming here. If Thomas died, all her efforts would have been for nothing.
On the way back, she and Logan shared a car.
She had barely settled into the seat when she noticed Logan glancing at her, again and again, his expression unreadable.
After the third or fourth time, she couldn’t take it anymore and looked over. “Just spit it out. What do you want to ask me?”
Logan hesitated, then said, “I just want to know-how did you know about all the kidnappers’ traps?”
He’d only realized after arriving in person how meticulous this gang had been in planning for Mr. Harrison Lancaster’s capture. If Harrison himself had come, who knew what might have happened?
But in the end, not one of them was hurt. In fact, they’d managed to round up the whole gang with almost embarrassing ease.
Because every trap, every ambush, had been spotted and neutralized by Anastasia.
It was as if she had x-ray vision or could see the future. Before anyone else even noticed a hint of danger, she would point out exactly where something seemed off. At first, he’d chalked it up to nerves, but time and again, she was spot-on.
It was uncanny—almost as if she was intimately familiar with the kidnappers’ entire setup.
Anastasia had seen this question coming. With wide, innocent eyes, she replied-
“Women’s intuition.”
Logan stared at her. Excuse me?”
She didn’t bat an eye. “Why else do you think I insisted on coming along? Why was I so sure we’d be fine? I’ve always been lucky-and my instincts have never let me down.”
Logan fell silent, expressionless.
Did she really think he was that gullible?
“That’s my story, take it or leave it,” Anastasia said, shrugging. “But if you breathe
a word of this to Mr. Harrison Lancaster, I’ll tell him this whole plan was your idea!”
Logan just stared at her, speechless. The most update n0vels are published on
They were still talking when, suddenly, the car screeched to a halt.
Anastasia was about to demand what was going on, but when she looked up, she saw a convoy of cars pulling up fast, engines roaring. Tires squealed as they braked hard, quickly boxing them in.
Her heart sank when she recognized the license plate on the car straight ahead.
A sense of dread washed over her-and the next moment, her worst fears came true.
Several burly men in black suits jumped out, opening the door of the car opposite with practiced reverence. Then, a figure who should have been fast asleep at home stepped out.
Harrison.
Anastasia sucked in a breath, nearly passing out from shock.
Oh, hell. How could this be happening? Was her sleeping incense really that useless?
Before she could process it, the man-cold, furious, radiating danger-was already striding toward her.
Panicked, she fumbled, instinctively scrabbling to hide under the seat. But before she could move, Harrison was at her car window, rapping sharply on the glass.
“Out.”
Just one word, but the barely-contained rage behind it was unmistakable.
Even through the window, Anastasia could feel the coming storm.
“What do we do!” she hissed at Logan, completely undone.
Logan looked just as doomed. “Beats me. What do we do now?”