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 plants 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'll come 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 will come 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 Island 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 places.

From a single glance, Luke could tell that the pistol was made of plastic. 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 glass of '92 Lafite was

touching his thin lips.

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

He glanced 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 glasses of wine and clinked them together. "Would you like a

drink?"

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

Luke took the glass 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 splashed 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 airplane 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 plane!”

"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 alarms blared, and more gunfire could be heard. Finding the right opportunity, Luke picked up

a shard of broken glass 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 alarm continued to blare as the lights in the cabin turned red.

In his training on the Island of Despair, Luke knew very well what was going to happen. The

airplane's systems were malfunctioning.

He had an hour before the plane exploded.

A City.

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

Pleasant. The satellites could not detect it.

A newsflash 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 black 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 nonetheless 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 he comes 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 to come back safely, Luke. Otherwise, I won't forgive you!"