Mend My Broken Heart - 120 Change of Tides 3

They never spoke.

Lance King wanted to run and hid but he knew it was futile to do so.

Lyndon wanted to annihilate the King family but he wondered if that’s what his mother will wish. Not until Rodora comes back, he will not do some action.

After a while, Lyndon’s earpiece sounded.

“Young master… The madam is out in the open… She’s currently on the road with a man…” Butler Chen’s voice was on the other end.

“Get her to safety then.” Lyndon knew that the old man across him is not some kind of a trustworthy man. He might be planning to blackmail him through his own mother.

Lance King had the initial thought of blackmailing him but he knew that his plan would just succeed when he get back his daughter.

“It seems that I am not needed here anymore…” Lance King knew that his daughter had been found by them first so he has to find a way to get out of Lyndon’s grasp.

“And who told you that you can get out of here?” Lyndon smirked. He just wanted a little gift for his mother.

“W-what are you going to do?” Lance King’s fear is clearly visible.

“Nothing… but if you think that you can get away that easily, then, IN YOUR DREAMS!” Lyndon wanted him to suffer. He wanted to see how will this man reacts when he will be the one who’s being abandoned.

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When they went out through the neighbor’s villa, some of the guards were alerted and immediately chased after them.

Rodora knew how to drive a motorbike but she’s not that young to have the adrenaline rush take over her body. So, she let Philip drove the bike out from the community.

She’s even feeling fatigued from the pursuit.

“Drive faster!” she ordered Philip to.

“It’s the limit of this model… It will break soon..” Philip did not want to die early. He had some dreams to realize and his only sister to find.

She may be not his blood sister but their bond during the times of suffering strengthen it.

Gritting his teeth, he gripped the handle hard and zoomed to the highway.

Some cars actually speeding over their way to them.

“Faster!!!” Rodora panicked as she stared back at the two cars which was over speeding their way to them.

They were heading around in the city with no definite destination. They just wanted to shake off their pursuers and then find some place to hide for the time being.

Debbie was the one who navigates them and find some roads that quite packed with cars and only motorbikes can pass through those small ways.

They shook their pursuers off and breathed a sigh of relief.

Philip and Rodora are in an intersection when a huge trailer truck got in their way and some men were barricading them.

They thought that the men belonged to Lance King when she heard a familiar voice.

“Madam!” called out Uncle Dan.

“Dan! It’s you! Thank heavens!” her worries dessipate into nothingness when she saw that it was her son’s men.

“Young Master wanted to see you.” Uncle Dan said.

“Okay… Treat him first… He’s quite injured…” Rodora said while pointing her fingers to Philip.

“Yes young Mistress.. This way…” Uncle Dan nudged some of the men to tend Philips’ injuries and then he ushered Rodora to the car that was waiting not so far from them.

Rodora wordlessly followed him to the car and alighted the ride.

Uncle Dan manned the driver seat and Rodora sat on the back. She closed her eyes to rest for the time being.

This time, Uncle Dan called Lyndon personally to say that the great Lady had been rescued and she’s on the way to see them.

“Okay… Take her here… I have some present for her…” he said in a mild tone. Lance King stared at the man across him with fear in his eyes.

He had a bad premonition.

The calmness of his face and his attitude screams that he’s doing something to change tides.

After some time, a call came into Lyndon’s earpiece.

“I’m coming to country A and I have someone with me… Be sure to be there personally…” Mikhail’s voice resounded through his ears.

“Mmm… I will… Can I bring my wife along?” Lyndon wanted to be sure if Belle would be okay to see her sister.

“Let’s do it some time… and let me take care of that person across you… as a gift of friendship…” Mikhail sounded so amicable and light. His tone is totally friendly which made Lyndon had a faint smile on his lips.

“Alright… I was about to gift him to my mother… if you wanted him then, I can’t refuse…” Lyndon said in a non-challant tone while he glanced over Lance King.

Then the call was cut.

“Do you know the Khaled Family in country L?”