"She's at the airport, Sir. The flight that was supposed to leave fifteen minutes ago has been delayed for half an hour."
Alger immediately started his car and sped away from the harbor. Compared to Lily, his movements were much faster—he had eyes everywhere he could rely on.
He didn't care how fast he was driving. The only thing that mattered was getting to the airport before Lily's plane took off.
"I won't let you leave, Ly. You belong to me, and you always will."
News of Lily's departure had already reached Daniel and Helena.
Alger's parents were now interrogating Eliza, who had overheard a conversation on the phone.
Look at her now—Eliza looked like someone running out of air. Her lips were pale, her breath was caught, her hands cold, and sweat poured down her temples.
Facing Daniel and Helena directly? There was no way Eliza would dare lie.
"I know you're lying, Eliza. Do you understand the consequences of playing games with us?"
