Chapter 730 She Could Not Believe What She Saw or Heard


    Bianca''s gaze fell onto a rose garden in full bloom in the garden outside of the window.


    The flowers were white, pink, red, and orange. Thanks to her meticulous care, the nts were


    especially healthy.


    The bloom brought love and warmth to the house.


    However, Luke would be gone for a few days.


    Without Luke at home, there would be less love and warmth.


    Bianca lowered her gaze. When she looked at Luke again, she seemed visibly unhappy.


    Luke kissed her lips helplessly and promised Bianca once more, "I''lle home safely, and I can


    promise you that. If I can''t do that, you can punish me however you want." "Alright." Bianca agreed to it,


    though her left ear was ringing once again, which made her uneasy.


    She hugged Luke tightly to try to make herself feel better. "You wille home safe. Otherwise, I won''t


    forgive you!"


    Luke sat in his seat on the flight to Country M. He closed his eyes to rest.


    He had developed a keen intuition in his stint on the Ind of Despair. He opened his eyes and turned


    his head to look at a middle-aged man in a suit.


    The man stood straight, and his gait was like a march. The calluses on his hands showed that he was a


    long-time gun user.


    Luke was very familiar with those calluses.


    He rubbed his hands. They had calluses at the same ces.


    From a single nce, Luke could tell that the pistol was made of stic. It was developed in Germany,


    held three bullets, and could easily slip past airport security.


    Sitting not far away from Luke was a man dressed in casual clothes. A ss of ''92 Lafite was touching


    his thin lips.


    Luke caught a glimpse of a scorpion''s tail on the man''s arm.


    He nced at the man that was approaching him, then lowered his head and silently counted the steps


    in his head.


    The man walked closer and closer.


    Three steps, two, one...


    The man in casual clothes lifted two sses of wine and clinked them together. "Would you like a


    drink?"


    He leaned forward and pretended to tip the ss over Luke''s clothes.


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    Luke took the ss and prepared to jump into action.


    The man in the suit had a wicked smile on his face. Instantly, he pulled out his pistol.


    At that moment, Luke grabbed the arm of the man in casual clothes and tossed him over his shoulder


    toward the man in the suit.


    The ''92 Lafite sshed on Luke''s limited edition beige suit, which made him frown a little.


    Meanwhile, a woman held lipstick in one hand and a hand mirror in another. She was touching up her


    makeup.


    Suddenly, the airne trembled violently, which caused her lipstick hand to shake and draw a long arc


    on her right cheek.


    Crack! The mirror fell onto the floor and shattered.


    A sinister voice could be heard over the passenger address system. "You''d better sit down and behave,


    Luke Crawford. I''ve already taken control of the cockpit. If you resist, I won''t hesitate to blow up the


    entire ne!" "Ahh!" The woman shrieked in horror. She could not believe that her flight was hijacked.


    Instantly, the passengers in the cabin shrieked and wailed, unable to process the shock of the sudden


    turn of events.


    A noble-looking old man clutched his chest and gasped for air. "Ugh... I have a heart attack. I need my


    medicine..." "Sir... your medicine..." His attendant''s hands were shaking as she tried to hand him the


    medicine. The bottle slipped from her grip and fell onto the floor.


    A hijacker came out from the washroom. He kicked the bottle of medicine under Luke''s feet.


    Luke knew who that old man was. He was Darren Buffell, a world- renowned stock trader.


    Mr. Buffell crawled with much difficulty on the floor, trying to reach the pills that could save his life. "My


    medicine..." he mumbled over and over.


    The books and drinks on the table were scattered all over the floor.


    Luke raised both of his hands while kicking the bottle toward Mr. Buffell''s hand.


    Luke was not going to take any chances. Those desperados were willing to do anything.


    With trembling hands, Mr. Buffell took the bottle, poured a handful of pills, stuffed them into his mouth,


    and swallowed them.


    "Mr. Crawford?" He seemed relieved that his life was saved by someone he knew.


    Naturally, the two tycoons knew each other. Mr. Buffell had a considerable stake in T Corporation.


    Luke did not have the time to reply to his greeting. He could hear gunshots in the cockpit.


    The rms red, and more gunfire could be heard. Finding the right opportunity, Luke picked up a


    shard of broken ss from the floor and cleanly slit the throats of the three hijackers.


    The hijackers covered their necks, unable to make a sound. Soon, they fell limply to the floor.


    Luke was too fast. The other passengers were not able to catch what he did.


    The maddening rm continued to re as the lights in the cabin turned red.


    In his training on the Ind of Despair, Luke knew very well what was going to happen. The airne''s


    systems were malfunctioning.


    He had an hour before the ne exploded.


    A City.


    Flight SA101 of Southern International Airlines abruptly lost contact when flying over Mount Pleasant.


    The satellites could not detect it.


    A newssh was all over the television that evening: International flight SA101 abruptly lost contact


    while flying over Mount Pleasant. Among the passengers were Luke Crawford, the richest


    businessman in A City, Darren Buffell, and so on...


    Bianca''s vision turned ck as she sat in front of the television, and she nearly passed out. She could


    not believe what she saw or heard.


    Was Luke in danger again?


    Tommy held Bianca''s hand and said coyly, "Mommy, where''s Daddy? I want Daddy. Where did he go? I


    miss him. I haven''t seen him in a few days, and I miss him."


    The little boy might argue with his father often, but he nheless admired him.


    Bianca discreetly wiped the tears from her eyes and tried to maintain a strong front. She did not want


    her son to see her weak side. "Have you forgotten? Daddy is on a business trip. He''ll bring a lot of toys


    for you when hees home..."


    She could not help but sob while she smiled.


    She hurriedly rushed into the bathroom before she lost control of her emotions.


    Bianca sat in front of Old Master Rayne''s bed. His body was still weak, and he was telling Bianca the


    stories when she was young.


    Bianca tried to pretend that nothing happened. She tried not to let her tears fall.


    ‘You''ll have toe back safely, Luke. Otherwise, I won''t forgive you!''