Listening to the dead line, Fairfax’s brow furrowed into a tight knot.
She 'had' to get revenge...?
At this point, what was there left to avenge?
After the last incident, Elmer was guarding Starla like a hawk.
Pulling any stunts under his watch was impossible.
Yet she insisted on revenge?
Was it truly about revenge, or was she just...!
The more he thought about it, the darker his expression became.
"Sir, we'll arrive in Maxlandia tonight!" Thad reported.
He offered a curt nod, rubbing his aching temples.
After a moment of thought.
He called Herbert.
Herbert had flown out there ahead of him, all for Starla.
Starla, Herbert... Just thinking of those two names together made his blood boil.
Herbert answered. "What is it?"
"I'm taking Susanna out of here this time."
Herbert, who had just picked Starla up and was sitting right next to her, paused. Hearing those words, he glanced sideways at her. Thanks to a good night's sleep, her complexion was glowing today, looking better than she ever had during her stay in Smaro Town.
He frowned at the phone. "Are you reporting to me?"
"Herbert, you know what I mean! I need your help."
Due to all the restrictions Yardley had slapped on him here, he had to travel alone. If Yardley refused to let her go, he couldn't extract her by himself.
"You don't want her making Starla miserable either, do you?"
"Miserable? How many lives does she think she has?"


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