Female Novel
Chapter 681
Chapter 681
Early the next morning.
In the slowly swaying morning mist, a black car drove out of the gate of MI6.
Sylvia nestled in Franklin's arms, watching the scenery outside the car window slowly pass by.
"If you're tired, sleep a little longer."
A calm voice sounded behind Sylvia, and a large hand wrapped around her slender waist, lifting her up
and locking her into a warm embrace.
Being held so intimately by Franklin, Sylvia had no objections. She looked up and met his sharp gaze,
"Shall we go to the airport?"
"Yes." Staring at Sylvia's fair, pretty face, Franklin stroked her smooth hair from time to time.
"Get some sleep." Adjusting Sylvia into a relatively comfortable position, with his large hand pressing
her head against his chest, Franklin said faintly.
With her head pressed against that fine chest, Franklin's words were heard in her ears.
Upon hearing this, Sylvia immediately understood that there was still some time left before reaching the
airport. After a moment of thought, she obediently followed and leaned on Franklin to rest with her eyes
closed.
About an hour later, the car slowly came to a stop.
The fog slowly dissipated. The previously blurry buildings and trees around became visible as a whole,
almost all revealing clear outlines.
Sylvia slowly opened her eyes and saw that the earth was gradually covered with a layer of golden
halo.
The sun is out.
The fog has dispersed.
They arrived at a private airport's tarmac.
A red helicopter was quietly parked there.
Sylvia was carried onto the plane by Franklin and she sat down, picked up her phone, and posted a
message on Facebook.
Then she put the phone away, found a comfortable position in Franklin's arms, and closed her eyes.
The airplane's propeller whirred as it fanned the air, and then slowly ascended into the sky.
Heading towards their destination.
At the same time, a private plane took off in Larro and flew towards Middle East.
There are over ten men in black on the private plane, and hundreds of boxes of drugs are loaded. The
leading man has a cold expression on his face, "The boss has flown to the Middle East first. We must
immediately go to meet her. There can be no mistakes this time. Do you hear me?"novelbin
"Heard it!" The men in black responded with a loud voice.
Then they took their seats one after another.
Three hours later.
The plane landed at a private airport.
Sylvia and Franklin got off the plane together and immediately got into a limited edition Rolls-Royce,
which smoothly drove on the road.
An hour later, the Rolls-Royce slowly approached a private villa in the suburbs.
The tightly closed iron gate slowly opened to let it in.
In the car, Sylvia, who had been keeping her eyes closed all along, finally opened them.
Her cold eyes looked out of the window, only to see the car stopping in front of a magnificent villa,
where countless black-clad men had been waiting for a long time.
Jasper, who was in the driver's seat, immediately got out of the car and opened the door for Franklin.
"Master," Jasper respectfully called out after opening the car door.
Franklin nodded and immediately stepped out of the car with long strides. His sharp eyes scanned
around, taking in everyone's expressions in an instant.
"Mr. Maskelyne, you finally arrived."
As Franklin got off the car, a voice with a hint of respect sounded. A middle-aged man stepped forward
a few steps and warmly greeted Franklin.
"Mr. Arnold," Franklin nodded lightly and greeted the other person.
His voice was indifferent, but mixed with a sense of detachment that was irresistible.
Justice Arnold was suddenly embarrassed.
However, he was familiar with Franklin's personality and did not feel uncomfortable. He still warmly
said, "Please come in quickly, the others have arrived."
Franklin glanced at Justice and nodded, but didn't go in.
Instead, he turned and bent down to poke his tall body into the car.
Justice was stunned and couldn't help but look over toward the car, only to see that Franklin had
actually carried a beautiful woman out of the car.
The woman is extremely beautiful, with fair skin and delicate features. Especially her cool gaze, which
bears a striking resemblance to Franklin's distant eyes.
A hint of amazement flashed through his eyes instantly!
What a beautiful woman!
But... who is she exactly? How could she make Franklin personally escort her out of the car?
Who doesn't know that Franklin is not interested in women and has always been a loner? In the past,
when someone intentionally sent women to his room, he threw them out.
Unbelievable!
Justice's eyes widened in shock as he stared at Sylvia without blinking for a moment.
Sylvia's red lips were pursed and her indifferent gaze swept over Justice.
Such a strong and cold gaze!