Lily Shaw nestled in Aiden Grant's embrace like a compliant cat, the defiance and fierceness she had shown in front of Simon Sawyer had completely disappeared. Breathing in the familiar and pleasant scent of Aiden Grant, her weary eyes slowly closed, her taut nerves entirely relaxed, and the lingering effects of the drugs in her system soon lulled her to sleep.
Holding Lily Shaw, Aiden Grant was careful not to hug her too tightly, afraid that she might shatter like fragile glass if he used too much strength.
He glanced faintly at the unconscious Simon Sawyer and Crystal Shaw on the floor, his gloomy eyes hidden with endless anger, seemingly wishing to burn the two of them alive with just his gaze!
Looking tenderly at Lily Shaw, who had fallen asleep just minutes after falling into his arms, he walked steadily out of the seemingly ordinary hotel, carried her onto the helicopter, and flew back to the courtyard at the fastest speed.
