Chapter 205

Elva's body swayed unsteadily, but she still held a glimmer of hope in her heart—Alfred would give up his life for her, so perhaps he would help her keep it a secret? In order to save her, dying was inevitable, and betraying Mr. Winford also meant death. Was there any difference between the two outcomes? Alfred was willing to die to save her, so he would definitely help her bear the blame to protect her!

Elva's eyes were shining brightly as she eagerly said, “Alfred, it was you who betrayed Mr. Winford, wasn’t it? You quickly told Graham that I didn’t lie!” When Alfred met her gaze, he felt his heart sink. At this point, Elva didn’t have even the slightest worry about him; she only thought about making him take the blame for her.

Looking at Ophelia’s mocking yet pitying expression beside him, his face was numb. After a few seconds of silence, he said, “I did not betray Mr. Winford.” In one sentence, it explained everything: if it wasn’t him, it could only be Elva!

Graham said coldly, “Take him away!” Elva, with a look of disbelief, was immediately taken to the car. “No, it wasn’t me! It was clearly Alfred; it was Alfred who betrayed Mr. Winford!” At that moment, she finally realized and screamed in despair. Alfred’s head buzzed as he struggled and bitterly pulled at his lips. Suddenly, he swayed and fell down.

Ophelia’s expression changed, and seeing her subordinate quickly support him, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. She glanced at the blood on Alfred and ordered, “Hurry and take him to the hospital!” She took the risk to come here, but if she died, wouldn’t that mean all her efforts were in vain?

On the way back, she was in the same car as Graham. She had just gotten into the car when she noticed that Graham was occasionally looking at her with a strange expression. After a few times, she couldn’t help but look over and ask, “What do you want to ask?”

Graham: “I wanted to ask, how did the lady know about the kidnappers’ arrangements?” After he came in person, he realized how meticulously this group had prepared to set up Mr. Winford. If Mr. Winford had come in person… something might have really happened.

However, on this occasion, none of them were injured, and it could even be said that they easily took down the kidnappers all at once. Because all those ambushes and attacks were broken through one by one… by Ophelia! She seemed to have the ability of foresight. Before they discovered anything, she would say that something seemed to be wrong in a certain place. At first, he thought she was just too nervous and didn’t take it seriously, but it turned out that she was almost always right! But this was completely wrong; she was far too familiar with the arrangements made by the kidnappers!

Ophelia knew he would ask this; her eyes innocent as she said, “Relying on my intuition!”

Graham: “..?”

Ophelia remained calm and composed, saying, “Do you think I came with you for no reason and claimed to be confident? Of course, it was because I had always been lucky and my intuition was spot on!”

Graham had a blank expression. Did he look like a fool?

“Anyway, this is my explanation, believe it or not!” Ophelia said dismissively. “But one thing, you mustn’t tell Mr. Winford, or I’ll say you encouraged me to come!”

Graham:

The two were talking when suddenly, the car came to a sudden stop! Ophelia was just about to ask what was going on when she looked up and saw a convoy approaching from ahead. After the piercing sound of brakes, they were surrounded! Seeing the familiar license plate directly opposite her, Ophelia suddenly felt a bad premonition rise in her heart… And the next second, the bad premonition came true—

Several men in black suits got out of the car and respectfully opened the door of the vehicle directly opposite them. Then, a figure that should have been sound asleep at home stepped out of the car.

–Winford!!

Ophelia gasped, almost fainting. Oh no, how could this happen? Was her incense effect really that bad?! At the moment she was in shock, the man with a cold and fierce expression had already walked over to her with large strides. Ophelia was flustered and instinctively wanted to hide under the seat, but just as she moved, the man had already come to her car and knocked on the window.

“Come down.”

Just two words conveyed an overwhelming anger that was being held back with great restraint. Through the car window, Ophelia could feel the impending storm.

“What should I do?!” She turned to Graham in despair.