She seriously suspected that Lucas had implanted a tracker on her.
Otherwise, how could he know that she was in Chicago?
Also, the perverted uncle actually said he was going to pick her up here.
Was he afraid she would run away?
Where could she run to?
She had indeed thought about running away from the villa district, escaping Lucas's surveillance, but she had no money in her hands, not even her passport.
Where could she escape to?
Even if she runs to the ends of the earth, he would drag her back.
"Miss, when you go back, you must study well and become a useful person.
In this way, the late grandpa will also feel happy in heaven."
The butler helped her carry her luggage down from upstairs, looking at her reluctantly.
Beauty suddenly felt a bit sour, but she couldn't shed any tears.
Especially in front of Lucas, she would not shed a single tear.
She couldn't let him find out where it hurt her.
