Chapter 155: Chapter 155

Richard Leigh’s heart jumped to his throat, and he turned his head to glare at Ethan, angrily shouting, "How on earth did you and Theodore Fenn guard His Highness?!"

"What do you mean how did we guard His Highness? Don’t you guys have any responsibility?"

"If His Highness hadn’t instructed us to stay outside, preventing us from guarding from the outer room, do you think he would have had a chance to escape?"

"The priority now is to find His Highness. What’s the use of arguing with me?"

"I’ll reprimand you once we find His Highness!" Richard Leigh turned and instructed his other team members, "His Highness shouldn’t have gotten far. Quick, pursue him and seal off all exits."

Meanwhile, Richard Leigh began searching the room, checking every corner to confirm there was no hiding place, before finally stepping outside.

Lying in the ceiling hammock, Lucy Eaton listened to the voices below and curled her lips into a smile. During the last hotel surveillance repair, they had no idea how she and Emma Bennett had managed to leave the hotel. This time, the same trick was used, even if they knew it by now, it was already too late. The most update n0vels are published on novel{f}ire.net

Staying up there, at least for tonight they would be safe and sound.

Once the noise below completely subsided, Lucy Eaton finally let out a sigh of relief.

Apparently, those fools really believed they had run off again.

About three to four hours passed, Ethan and Theodore Fenn returned, speaking in low voices, "Just as I suspected, those people who checked into the tenth floor today are all assassins. Upon hearing of His Highness’s escape, almost all of them have mobilized to capture him at the hotel."

"Mm, as long as they haven’t found us, they won’t make a move on you. Keep watching."

That night, Lucy Eaton and Emma Bennett lay on the ceiling for the entire night. Even though they were sleepy, they didn’t dare to sleep, forcing themselves to stay awake until dawn.

Even though she desperately needed to relieve herself, she held it in.

She held it in until Theodore Fenn, Ethan, and Aaron McCarthy returned.

"Boss Yin, it’s seven-thirty."

"We can come down now."

Upon hearing this, the three of them helped each other by standing on a high table and assisted Emma Bennett and Lucy Eaton down one by one.

The first thing they did after coming down was to head to the bathroom.

Lucy Eaton went first, then Emma Bennett.

When she came out, Emma asked, "What’s the situation outside now?"

"They were searching like mad last night. Initially, Richard Leigh’s team didn’t alert the police, but later during the night, when they couldn’t manage, they sought police assistance. However, the police were at a loss as well. There were too many people going in and out of the hotel last night, including many tour groups, making the investigation quite difficult."

"What about the others?"

"They’re having breakfast."

"Their attention is currently outside the hotel. Later, His Highness and I will look for a chance to leave the hotel. Once we reach the airport, I’ll call you guys. You won’t need to say anything, just contact the police immediately and say someone is holding us hostage."

When Emma Bennett came out of the bathroom, Lucy said to her, "Let’s go first."

Following the sound of the voice, Emma Bennett reached out and touched Lucy Eaton’s shoulder. His hand slid down her shoulder, grasping the hem of her short sleeve, "Let’s go."

As they stepped out the door, Lucy Eaton glanced around the corridor, then jogged with Emma Bennett to the staircase.

Luckily, they didn’t encounter anyone along the way.

They carefully descended the stairs until they reached the first floor.

Although the hotel entrance was bustling with people, Lucy Eaton wasn’t worried about getting caught. People might think they had hidden elsewhere, so how could they still be at the hotel?

At this stage of leaving, they relied on luck.

Let’s see how lucky they are.

"We’re headed out now."

The exit was very close to the revolving door, and with their quick footsteps, they were out in about a minute.

Everything went smoothly.

Outside the hotel, a taxi was available. Lucy Eaton quickly hailed one, and they got in one after the other.

"Driver, to the airport."

Her phone was switched on only when they were near the airport, and she made a call to Ethan, ending it once it connected.

Then, she sent a text message to Walter Green, followed by another call, "It’s me. Did you see the message I sent you?"

"Alright, we’re about to reach the airport."

"Okay, I’ll make the arrangements immediately."

Lucy Eaton hung up the phone, and Emma Bennett hesitated before asking, "Who were you talking to just now?"

"My contact. I had him inform the foreign media that there was an assassination attempt on you at the airport. The media will certainly gather there." Lucy looped her arm through his, "Let’s get inside and buy tickets. We won’t take a private jet."

They spent over half an hour waiting in line to buy their tickets. Lucy Eaton knew that at the moment they bought the tickets, their identities were exposed.

But it didn’t matter to her. The airport security wasn’t to be underestimated, and furthermore, after passing through security, those people wouldn’t dare act rashly inside. The airport wouldn’t allow it, as it concerned the reputation of the entire airport.

Foreign airports aren’t under domestic jurisdiction, so even if they were from the Country Y Presidential Mansion, what could they do?

Though the two countries are on good terms, they wouldn’t easily compromise on such critical issues.

As she waited to pass through security with the plane tickets in hand, Lucy Eaton sent the flight name and model to Theodore Fenn, instructing them to book tickets online immediately.

Theodore Fenn replied: [Understood, Richard Leigh received a call saying you guys are at the airport, and we’re all heading there together. Aaron McCarthy has already notified the police.]

[We’ll wait for you in the women’s restroom closest to the plane; message us when you arrive.]

Reading the text message, Lucy Eaton pocketed her phone and passed through security with Emma Bennett.

There was still an hour until the plane took off, and within that hour, anything could happen.

Lucy Eaton brought Emma Bennett to the entrance of the women’s restroom. After waiting for a minute and seeing no one come out, they slipped in, found a stall, and locked the door.

"Sit on the toilet lid."

"I don’t need it, I can just squat on the ground."

Lucy Eaton gently pushed him to sit down and squatted down herself, taking a slight breath.

From the hotel to the airport, only she knew how tense she felt.

"You’re really cut out to be a spy."

"You’re giving me way too much credit."

"I’ve known very few women all my life, and you’re the only one who makes me feel that women can be more daring than men."

"Shh, someone’s coming." The sound of high heels approached from afar, and it wasn’t just one person.

The enthusiastic chatter of the women floated in shortly after.

"Jacob Green has such a commanding presence. Seeing him for the first time, I must post about it on my social media to show off."

"If you hadn’t pointed him out just now, I wouldn’t have recognized him at all. He was covered so well, only exposing his eyes, and yet you could tell it was him. Hats off to you."

"I am his die-hard fan. Even if he turned to ashes, I’d recognize him. I’ve never idolized anyone before, just this young and accomplished entrepreneur. It’s a pity he’s married already, but whoever’s lucky enough to have him must have saved the Milky Way in a past life."