I become a SheEO After Dirvorce

Chapter 601 She Didn’t Expect So Quickly

Upon noticing the situation, Aziel quickly followed. “Sir, do we need to descend?” Aziel asked. “Yes, and ensure my woman’s safety,” Lincoln commanded.

“Sir, this Archie is very dangerous. You can’t go alone!” “Can’t you understand what I’m saying?”

“Yes, sir!” Aziel responded promptly, immediately standing guard at the door, safeguarding Zayla. In truth, everyone on the plane was their ally. What danger could there be?

The real danger was outside the plane, yet their leader was alone. Aziel was so anxious that his palms were sweating, but an order was an order, and he could only comply. The moment the plane door opened, a fierce wind roared, disturbing his short hair.

Yet Lincoln seemed completely unfazed. With a defiant and cold demeanor, he took long strides and walked out. Zayla was in a deep slumber.

The throbbing pain in her arm jolted her awake, ceaselessly pounding on her heart. She rolled up her sleeves, revealing the increasingly pronounced, crisscrossed red marks. Gritting her teeth, she endured the pain, staggering step by step to the door.

The moment the door opened. She realized that the plane had already landed. “Ms. Vargas,” Aziel, who was guarding the door, called out when he saw Zayla. Zayla didn’t see Lincoln and asked, “Where is Lincoln?”

“Mr. Nash? He, he…”

Just as Aziel struggled to respond, Ward arrived with a prepared medicine. Ms. Vargas, please take your medicíne first.” Zayla glanced at the murky liquid but didn’t seem inclined to take it.

“Where is Lincoln?” Ward tried to divert the conversation. “Ms. Vargas, it’s time to take your medicine. Lincoln specifically instructed it.”

The effect of the previous dose had worn off. If Zayla refused to take medicine immediately, she couldn’t bear the pain of tearing the skin.

And Ward could never have guessed that the first thing Zayla would do upon waking was to look for Lincoln… Where is Lincoln?” Zayla remained firm, not interested in Ward’s diversion.

The more they avoided answering, the more suspicious she became. Ward felt helpless, and finally said, “Ms. Vargas, please take your medicine first, then we will tell you what’s happening.”

Zayla nodded, taking the bowl and gulping down the bitter medicine in one Ward was caught off guard by Zayla’s decisiveness.

“Now, can you tell me?” Zayla urged. Being a man of his word, Ward revealed all. Upon learning the situation, Zayla glanced out the window… “Archie Powells,” she muttered.

She hadn’t expected things to progress so quickly. Looking at Aziel, she asked, “Can you arrange a helicopter for me?” Aziel was initially stunned but then nodded. “Yes.”

Then, Zayla turned to Ward. “Dr. Horton, could you ask the stewardess if they have a spare uniform I could borrow?”

“Ok.”

Neither Aziel nor Ward knew what Zayla was planning, but they knew her importance to Lincoln and immediately complied. At this time, on the tarmac… Lincoln stood in front of Archie, the corner of his mouth slightly upturned. “Got a light?”

Archie smiled, pulling a lighter out of his pocket and handing it to him. Lincoln lit his cigarette, returning the lighter to Archie. “Your Highness, I’ve been waiting for quite some time,” he said. Lincoln smirked sardonically.

“Appreciate it.”

Archie wore a smile throughout.

“I think, there may have been some misunderstandings between us, it’s always better to clear things up, don’t you think?” Explained? There was nothing to talk about. Archie’s objective was glaringly clear. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Many issues disappeared with Clarence’s death. Joe had conducted an investigation into the Powells Group but found no trace of a scandal.

Now, Archie voluntarily lowered his haughty posture and waited patiently on the tarmac, fully showcasing his sincerity. If Lincoln didn’t give him face at this point, it would indeed be difficult to justify.

After all, Clarence’s deeds couldn’t be extended to the entire Powells family. There was no such thing as “guilt by association” these days.

Lincoln’s eyes were deeply colored, his distinct fingers holding a lit cigarette. Archie Powells was keeping an eye on his cigarette. The moment the cigarette was about to burn out, Archie gestured him forward with a ‘please’,

But just then, a joyful voice rang “Lincoln!”