They rushed back to Seaview City with Tyrone through the night, the highway lights blurring past like they were fleeing for their lives.
Alicia, running on empty, finally gave up on pretending to obey any of the unspoken rules between a sugar baby and her powerful benefactor. She curled up on her seat and drifted into a deep, dreamless sleep.
No one could blame her. She hardly ever flew, was a little prone to airsickness, and besidesâTyrone had left her thoroughly exhausted the night before.
"Is that Tyrone Lynch? The heir of Harboridge City's Lynch family?"
"Yeah, I saw him in a finance magazine once. That Patek Philippe on his wrist is worth over a million dollars..."
A few flight attendants huddled together in the galley, their eyes shining with excitement.
"Who's the woman with him? She's gorgeous. Is she his girlfriend?" one of them whispered, barely able to contain her curiosity.
"I haven't heard anything about him having a girlfriend. He's been a hot topic for a whileâcan't believe we're seeing him in person!"
They peeked around the corner, unable to take their eyes off Tyrone. Even after serving plenty of handsome actors, none of them came close to Tyrone Lynch's natural air of nobility.
"Let me try first." One of the attendants flashed a confident smile and touched up her makeup in the mirror. She was striking herself: born and raised in Harboridge City, fluent in several languages, and perfectly aware of her own charm.
"Sir, we'll be landing soon. If youâ" She approached Tyrone with a gentle reminder, but he merely raised a hand, nodding politely to dismiss her.
Not quite ready to give up, she smiled at him, then pulled out her phone, angling for a chance to exchange contact info.
Tyrone ignored her entirely. Instead, he gently gathered the sleeping Alicia into his arms, holding her close.
The attendant's smile faltered as she caught the message, retreating to attend to the other passengers instead.
She made a point of switching to English as she spoke with them, her smooth, lilting accent drawing curious glances from the first-class cabin.
She wasn't about to let this rare opportunity slip awayâafter all, how often did someone like her get this close to Tyrone Lynch?
Her name was Winnie Ryan. Her father was a businessman from the mainland who'd made a fortune in Harboridge City. Born and bred there herself, Winnie carried a quiet sense of superiority; she never mentioned her family's roots elsewhere.
Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent)
ï¤Chapter 119 Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse She'd heard her father talk about the Lynch Corporation and about Tyrone often. She'd always hoped for a chance to meet him.
Tonight, fate had handed it to herâjust because Tyrone and Alicia had been in such a hurry, they'd ended up on an ordinary flight.
"What a carefree little thing, sleeping so soundly." Tyrone, sharp as ever, knew exactly how much attention he was attracting.
But the woman beside him slept on, oblivious, utterly at peace.
He didn't have the heart to wake her. He let her rest in his arms, watching over her as she slept.
Alicia's sleep was fitful. Somewhere in the dark, she slipped into a nightmareâlost again in the fire that had torn through her childhood in Grandcrest City.
Back then, her name hadn't been Alicia Shelton. Before her second adoption, she'd simply been Aliciaâno last name, a child of the orphanage, named by the matron, Miss Albertine.
When a couple named Shelton took her in, she finally got a proper surname: Alicia Shelton.
But that didn't last. When she was sent back to the orphanage, the director offered to change her name again, but Alicia shook her head.
Maybe that was why she clung so fiercely to the idea of having a real family.
"Mom... help me..."
In her dream, Alicia cried out, writhing against the darkness.
Why did her mother stop loving her after her own baby was born?
Why did her father cheat on her mother once the baby arrived?
The world could be cold and fickleâAlicia hadn't understood that as a child. It wasn't until she met Vincent that she finally learned the truth.
ï¤Chapter 760 - 756: Encountering a Man with Evil Intentions