Chapter 1213 Everything Comes To Light
The faint yellowish light gave Natalie a measure of comfort and security in the unfamiliar surroundings.
However, she knew that the feeling of security from the light wasn’t security in its true sense.
She had no idea who brought her here or the person’s motive, but she was sure that it was nothing good.
Nonetheless, she couldn’t draw a definite conclusion before she beheld those two people.
Therefore, everything would only come to light at night.
She sat on the bed and waited quietly for night to fall.
After waiting for a few hours, the sky finally grew dark.
Out of the blue, she heard the sounds of a helicopter’s rotor blades overhead the villa.
She hastily shot to her feet and hurried toward the balcony. Tilting her head back, she looked up, only to see a helicopter in mid-air. All at once, her eyes lit up.
Oh my God, it’s a helicopter! This is the first means of transport I’ve seen thus far, and it’s a helicopter at that! With it, it seems that making my escape won’t be impossible. Unfortunately, there’s a problem—I can’t pilot a helicopter.
The excitement that bubbled within Natalie earlier promptly faded into nothingness.
With her face devoid of expression, she watched as the helicopter descended slowly and landed on the ground a near distance away.
Subsequently, the doors opened, and two people leaped down from inside.
The first person who did so was a woman.
Due to the distance, Natalie couldn’t quite make out her countenance. Despite that, the woman’s figure had her expression changing drastically.
That’s Jacqueline!
As a costume designer, she had her own way of gauging someone’s figure.
Moreover, the eyes of a costume designer were exceedingly sharp. At a single glance, she could more or less guess the person’s measurements.
Crossing her arms, Jacqueline drawled, “Did you bring her here to be Lindsay’s substitute-”
At the mention of Lindsay’s name, Sean’s expression darkened frightfully.
His hand abruptly shot out, and he gripped her face hard. In a flinty voice, he snarled, “Don’t ever say her name! You’re not worthy of uttering it!”
The pain was so excruciating that Jacqueline’s face was a mask of agony. Cold sweat beaded on her forehead, and her voice turned hoarse. “I got it. It… It’ll never pass my lips again. Let go of me…”
“Hmph!” A glimmer of repulsion flashed across Sean’s eyes, and he shoved her away forcefully.
Jacqueline fell to the ground. Her vision blacked out, and she lost her eyesight for several seconds.
Shortly after, her vision returned, and she struggled up while grasping onto the sand. Resentment blazed within her.
She was losing her vision once more.
Initially, her eyes should be good for at least a few years after Jackson performed the cornea transplant before being eroded by the tumor in her brain, causing her to lose her vision again.
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