Chapter 154: Chapter 154

"So you, let me teach you what it means to be a man." After saying this, Lucy Eaton lifted her leg and kicked his chest. When he retaliated, a spinning right leg kicked his kneecap, causing his leg to buckle and he knelt on one knee. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⚫𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢⚫𝘯𝘦𝘵

Enraged with shame, he swung his fists at Lucy Eaton, but unfortunately, he was no match for her. Lucy Eaton pinned him to the ground and punched his face relentlessly.

His companions tried to pull him away, but Ethan and others held them back.

When Lucy Eaton stood up, Richard Leigh’s cheeks were already swollen from the beating.

His eyes were red with fury, wishing to kill Lucy Eaton immediately.

"Remember now?" Lucy Eaton clapped her hands, "Made my hands hurt beating you up."

"Evelyn Butler, don’t bully people too much!"

"Bully too much?! You’re hilarious. You clearly attacked me first, and I’m just giving it back to you. How come the word ’bully’ is pinned on me?"

"Enough, everyone shut up." Emma Bennett came out in time to end the situation.

Richard Leigh swallowed his anger, thinking he must find a chance to teach this brazen young man a lesson.

Noah Quincey spoke up, "Your Highness, the plane is in the morning, rest well at the hotel tonight."

"Why is it tomorrow?" Emma Bennett asked, "Not today?"

"The plane we came on needs to hurry from the country to pick us up. There aren’t enough seats on today’s flights at the airport."

After living in the small courtyard in the bustling city for many days and returning to the extremely comfortable hotel, Lucy Eaton’s mood didn’t improve.

On the contrary, her mood was heavy.

What will happen next, she has a premonition it won’t be anything good.

With Arthur Bennett’s appearance, the eager-to-remove-his Arthur Bennett would certainly be impatient to act.

If she guessed correctly, it would be tonight.

After a comfortable bath, she came out to find meals and fruits laid on the coffee table.

While eating, Ethan came in and whispered, "Lucy, within half an hour, all the rooms on the tenth floor were booked. My subordinates predict there’ll be at least thirty experts deployed this time."

"It seems they are determined to claim his Highness’s head." Lucy Eaton turned to Emma Bennett, "To the owner of the head still sitting on your neck, any words?"

"If they’re capable, take it then. If not, those attempting to claim heads will leave their own behind."

"We have fewer people, their odds are very high."

"Me?" Lucy Eaton denied, "No, I’m not afraid at all."

"Why is your courage so great?"

"Born ?" She laughed, "I’m not sure either."

Emma Bennett spoke with a calm tone, revealing no sign of tension, "I anticipated they would send many people since domestic attempts failed, they’d ensure success overseas. Imagine how much effort they put in preparation; the more people they prepare, the less confident they are about killing me. Actually, they needn’t send so many experts to kill one of me. Although my grandfather holds significant power, we rarely meet, just so my father won’t suspect too much. For example, in this outing, my grandfather can only assign me one or two guards, but he can’t send an entire team to escort me. This trip is fraught with peril, but with you here, I feel I should be able to return alive."

"You’re putting quite a gamble on me. What if you miscalculate?"

"You’re smart enough, even just for your father, you wouldn’t let me die abroad."

"Really?" Lucy Eaton laughed, "In terms of numbers, we’re extremely unequal to the opponents, so to avoid this disaster, a head-on confrontation is clearly not feasible, so we can only take an alternative route."

"Didn’t we know long ago what we’d face upon returning? Without countermeasures, wouldn’t we become like fish on the chopping board, at others’ mercy?"

Emma Bennett’s lips slightly curved upwards, "I knew you were a person with ideas."

"This idea will inconvenience your Highness a bit."

Lucy Eaton lowered her voice, "Tonight we hide above the ceiling, creating an escape illusion."

Emma Bennett immediately recalled the time they hid in a ground tunnel during a police raid at a small courtyard in the bustling city, evading danger.

"They definitely won’t think of this," Lucy Eaton analyzed. "They will certainly pursue your whereabouts again, and we only need to remain inactive. If they don’t kill you, they won’t act against anyone else."

Emma Bennett found it reasonable, "Can the ceiling bear our weight?"

"Of course not, as the ceiling is made of panels with a wooden frame. Hence, they won’t suspect we’re up there. We only need to secure hooks with expanding screws on the walls on both sides and tie hammocks. Due to space issues, we’ll sit together, one person laying to one side, no problem."

Lucy Eaton instructed Ethan, "Go prepare what I need and bring it over in an hour, remember, don’t let anyone find out."

Ethan nodded, "Okay."

At eight in the evening, Emma Bennett and Lucy Eaton successfully sat on the hammocks above the ceiling, very steady. If it weren’t for Lucy Eaton suggesting this, he wouldn’t have thought of it.

To maintain smooth air flow, Lucy Eaton deliberately left gaps in several ceiling panels.

Theodore Fenn immediately tied the rope to the balcony and instructed Samuel Green to shut down the hotel’s power.

When the main switch was turned off, the entire hotel was plunged into darkness. Ethan locked the suite door, climbed along the rope to the ninth-floor balcony, and then returned to the tenth floor via the stairway.

Amusingly, the guards originally outside, except for our people, the other few were tacitly missing.

They might have thought it’s their team initiating the action.

So he smoothly returned to the presidential suite living room. After waiting for several minutes, the power came back.

Uncertain if confirmed hy the guards not part of the action, they returned.

The primary task was to rush through the door, asking, "Where’s his Highness?"

Richard Leigh immediately went to knock on the door, "Your Highness?"

Inside, there was no response. He pushed the door but couldn’t open it.

Ethan stood up, "His Highness said he wants to rest, why are you making noise?"

"Why is there no sound?"

Aaron McCarthy quickly said, "Isn’t there a spare key? Open and have a look."

Richard Leigh swiftly looked at his companion Noah Quincey, who understood and took out a key to open the door, only to see no one inside.

Everyone then ran to the balcony to have a look, the rope was still up there.

"His Highness escaped again! Where’s Evelyn Butler?"

"Isn’t it obvious? It’s him who took His Highness away again!"