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Goodbye, My Love

Chapter 733
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“Brett, you shouldn't be softhearted to women. If a woman doesn’t listen to you, just teach her a good lesson!”

Marco didn’t say anything in response.

“Brett, so you don’t need our help? There are so many people in the cabin.”

“It's fine.”

The entire conversation was loud enough for Loraine to hear both sides clearly. She knew that Marco was just

putting on an act, but when she saw his eyes fixed on her, she felt as if he was talking to her. A strange feeling

began to rise in her heart.

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At this point, Marco ended the call. Then he pulled off the ski mask and threw it aside. “Stay here and don’t

move,” he ordered Kristy.

She nodded in understanding and squatted down, still quivering in fear.

Loraine, on her part, bent down to search Brett's body. Her mobile phone had been left on the seat earlier, but it

had disappeared after she cout. It was probably taken away by the hijacker.

As expected, she soon found it on Brett and turned it on. Then she called Obot in a low voice.

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But there was no response. Loraine frowned anxiously.

Apparently, there was no phone signal on the plane. It seemed the hijackers had blocked the signal to prevent

passengers from calling for help. As a result, she had no way to contact other people.

Meanwhile, Marco tied up the hijackers and Kristy.

“I'LL go to the other cabins to check the situation,” he said.

“Wait!” Loraine quickly stopped him.

“Look, Marco, | have a plan. Do you want to have a try?”

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The plane was circling on the spot, making a terrifying noise.

Passengers in the economy class sat in their seats with their heads in their hands and expressions of fear.

Two armed hijackers with black ski masks moved back and forth inside the cabin, revealing their ferocious eyes.

“Don’t fucking move!”

A little girl was scared to cry, and she sought solace in her mother’s embrace.

The front door of the cabin suddenly flung open. A tall, skinny woman was in the arms of another hijacker.

The woman had expensive clothing, and her delicate face was filled with fear. She appeared more desperate as

she noticed the hijacker’s accomplices and her body trembled slightly.

As the two hijackers saw the stunning woman, they whistled.