Filed to story: Never Divorce a Secret Billionaire Heiress Book Free Online
She could only run forward stifHy and numbly.
She could not turn back. She could not stop. She could not even have a second’s rest.
There were more paths ahead of their after running through this section of the jungle. The fake native turned a few corners in front to throw off their pursuers. Soon, the sound of footsteps behind them gradually faded away.
The fake native finally stopped and looked back at her. Under the dark moonlight in the bustling shadows, Joyce was completely drenched and muddied, and her face streaked with tears.
It took her less than thirty seconds to go from silence to sobbing, to weeping, then to full-out bawling.
Joyce finally had the strength to let go of the tears that she had held back over the past few days.
Her cries wete hysterical, but they were drowned in the rain, so they did not seem out of place at all.
The fake native crouched in front of her.
His voice was a little helpless. “Don’t cry
Joyce felt much better after letting it all ut, but now was not the time to relax.
The indigenous people would notice their tracks at any moment, so they could not stay here for too long.
She wiped her face and said in a soft and hoarse voice, “Let’s go…”
The fake native’s face painting was washed away by the rain, revealing his original face. Defined features, flawless skin, an appearance that looked slightly like someone of mixed heritage, and such bright eyes. He was even slightly more handsome than Kai. At a glance, it was clear that he was a handsome young man.
This person must be a gift from heaven!
The man was a little stunned by how quietly Joyce collected her emotions, but he still walked in front to lead the way.
“You’ll be safe soon. Don’t worry.”After calming down, Hlcole had a million questions ln her heart. She did not even know where to start.
“How did you get here? Where are your clothes? How long have you been here?”
Hungry Before The man laughed. It was a mellow and clear sound in the darkness of the night.
A sly look flashed in his eyes. “I’m not telling!” Joyce was speechless. However, his relaxed state made her feel much better.
Joyce looked at her only partner in front and inexplicably felt a closeness with him.
She followed him with a smile and touched his bare arm which was painted with all sorts of colors. It was somewhat rough and firm, but she did not touch him to take advantage of hiln.
“Are you cold? Do you want any coat?” She moved to take off her tightly wrapped windbreaker as she spoke.
There was no other meaning, She was simply afraid that he would freeze to death.
A hand stopped her from moving, and the man said, “No need. I’m not cold.” Joyce did not insist because she suddenly remembered that Tigger was still in her pocket.
“I’m Joyce Powell. What’s your name?” Hearing that name, the man’s back stiffened slightly. He turned around to ask her, “Is Kai Powell your brother?” Joyce’s shocked eyes lit up.
“You know my brother? You know me?!” The man nodded and asked another question. “Weren’t you constantly on tln- trending topi‹’s so›ne little dog?” Joyce was shocked again.
“You just arrived here?!” After all, the trending topics were something relatively recent. The man smiled and continued pulling the branches away in front of him. His voice was light and brisk. “Yeah.
I got here a month before you.” He just arrived, but he was able to get along so well with the indigenous people and even became one of them! If not for those shoes, Joyce would not have noticed him at all.
How amazing! He truly was talented! Joyce was full of admiration for him. Then, her heart sank slightly. She immediately felt a boulder pressing on her chest, heavy and depressing.
He had been here for a regolith but had it not been saved, so when would she be able to get out of this hellhole7 “What’s your name?” She asked with great interest. “Nathaniel Beckett.” The man sighed helplessly and sped up his pace.
“Beckett? Are you related to Tristan Beckett by any chance?” The man was silent for two seconds and answered, “How could I be related to such a rich guy like him? I’m just an independent explorer.”
Joyce nodded. After all, of all the rich young men she knew, no one would be senseless enough to come here and get killed. However, she could not help but think of that person at the rnentloit of lils last name.
Site wondered what he was doing now.
A thousand nautical miles away, on a cruise ship. Countless helicopters hovered and whirred overhead. Drones surveyed for material and signs of life under the sea.
Even special military survey equipment was used, but nothing was found. Kai received a call from. “Tristan Beckett’s back home.” “Okay.” In Beckett Villa.
The family doctor came out of Tristan’s room. Old Master Beckett hurriedly went up to ask. “How is he doing?”
“Young Master Tristan went without sleep for several days. His body is completely spent and has reached its limit. Now, what he needs to do is rest well.
Replenishing his nutrition is the most important thing.” Old Master Beckett nodded and hurriedly ordered all kinds of expensive tonics to be brewed.
From the side, Quinn said indignantly, “ That jinx Joyce Powell only knows how to bring harm to my son! Fortunately, heaven dished out justice and killed her.
Otherwise, I’ll never let her off the hook!” Old Master Beckett glared fiercely at her.
“Shut your mouth! If word were to get out, do you think the Powells will let you go?” Quinn mumbled in embarrassment, “ This is our home…“ Old Master Beckett’s gaze was heavy as he pondered, and Quinn took advantage of the situation to speak.
“Dad, Joyce is dead. Can we bring Ingrid back?” Old Master Beckett did not even look at her. He felt it ridiculous that this woman with no IQwas his daughter-in-law.
“Do you think this is appropriate just as something happened to the Powell family? Are you trying to tell the Powells that you’re so eager to celebrate Joyce’s death? If Grant Powell starts targeting our company, will you be able to step up and handle it?” Quinn’s face paled, and the disappointment in her eyes could not be concealed.
“Old Master, Young Master Tristan is awake Everyone was overjoyed. Old Master Beckett quickly stepped into the room. “
When Tristan opened his eyes and saw the familiar furnishings around him, he sat up in shock. He was about to rip off the needle stuck in his arm and leave.
“Where are you going?!” Old Yaster Beckett’s face was red with anger. His aged voice was imposing and forceful. The butler and servants at Tristan’s sides stopped him.
No one dared to speak for a moment. Tristan’s expression became nasty as he spoke with a firm tone. “I’m going to look for Joyce…” “She’s already dead!” Old Raster Beckett’s words hit Tristan like a bolt of thunder out of nowhere. Everyone already knew that, but Tristan was still In denial.