Turning, Lucas Walker rushed down the steps.
"Butler, hurry up!"
"Yes, Count!"
The old butler, assisted by his assistant and bodyguards, quickly followed behind.
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United States.
New York.
After several hours of flight, the transport plane successfully flew over New York.
Ivana Bennett, wrapped in a blanket in her seat, was asleep with a slight furrow in her brow. Despite not wanting to disturb her, he gently nudged her arm.
"Ivana, we've arrived."
Not a heavy sleeper, Ivana woke up immediately, "Did he catch up?"
At her words, his eyebrows creased further, "Calm down, we're still on the plane. The computer shows that Lucas Walker is still in the castle."
He turned the laptop screen on his knees towards her. Looking at the small red dot that quickly moved away from the castle, Ivana frowned. She took the laptop into her hands, enlarged the map and quickly concluded he was probably heading to the airport.
"It seems I need to leave as soon as possible!"
