Love Comes To Me
Chapter 803: What are you to me

The night was thick as ink as the car sped along the mountain roads, taking an unconscious Eloise to a private airport appointment with Katerina.

Katerina, who had already arrived, saw a flash of car lights in the distance and lifted the corners of her lips in a good mood.

Rowson still managed to bring the woman in.

The car pulled up and Rowson got out of it and took off his black baseball cap.

Looking around, he noticed that the tarmac was empty and questioned, "Where is the special plane you promised me?" Katerina smiled at that and took three tickets out of her arms.

"This is a direct flight to Italy, I'm going back with you, I'll be met when we get off the plane, don't worry about security."

Seeing Katerina's backtracking, Rowson's face was serious, and he looked at her with suspicion, warning her coldly, "Don't you dare play me, or you'll never get the antidote."

He was supposed to be sneaking Eloise out of France, and if the slightest word had got out, Hector would have intercepted them.

Katerina gently pressed the back of his hand, smiled faintly and said, "My Grand Prince Fu, you can rest assured that nothing will happen to you with me protecting you." Now that time was short, and hearing her assurances, Rowson had no choice but to believe her.

Half an hour later, the trio arrived at the airport, Rowson carrying an unconscious Eloise in his arms and looking somewhat worriedly at the woman with the sunglasses on the side. "How is she going to get in with that look on her face? Won't she be stopped?"

Katerina removed the sunglasses from her face and raised her eyebrows gently, "Don't worry, I've got it all arranged, just put her on the floor and hold her, just don't act too nervous and nothing will happen." Having said that, Katerina put her sunglasses back on and stepped forward, still occasionally showing off to the people around her. flirtatious.

Accustomed to such gestures from the woman, Rowson simply snorted lightly and followed with Eloise in his arms.

What he didn't expect was that the journey was really unhindered and no one came up to intercept him.

Very smoothly boarded the plane straight away.

At this time in the Rogers family, Hector was pacing anxiously back and forth in the living room.

The clock had turned to eight o'clock, but there was a delay in waiting for Eloise's presence.

When asked, the housekeeper only said when Eloise left and the housekeeper was not sure exactly where she had gone.

The more time passed, the tighter Hector's heart was gripped.

Two calls were made, both unanswered, which amplified Hector's unease and left his heart hanging in his throat.

During this time he also tried to look for Eloise in the places she frequented, but there was no sign of her.

It was only after the surveillance of the surrounding streets that it became clear that Eloise had gone to the Darlington family.

Having learned from the previous experience, Hector was now terrified of what Rowson might do to Eloise again.

Looking into the toy room, where Solomon and Sweety were still playing, Hector strides over to Solomon and says, "You and your sister wait at home while Daddy goes to get Mummy." Before Solomon could reply, Hector grabbed his car keys and turned to walk quickly out the door.

The black Rolls-Royce sped away on a city road at night, the throttle almost to the floor.

No one knew how worried and anxious he was!

The doorbell of the Darlington family home is suddenly rung and the Darlington family man rushes out to see that it is Hector and hesitates to let him in.

However, when he saw Hector's sunken face, he didn't dare to be slow, for fear of angering the Buddha.

On entering, Hector strides into the villa like a bandit and looks around.

The bloodthirsty aura that emanates from his body screams for people to come closer.

Around every corner, there is no sign of her.

Hector clenched his fists and his whole being was on the verge of madness.

"Where are the Eloise?!"

The large living room rang with the sound of his violent anger.

"She has been taken by my son to Italy for treatment, the plane should be taking off by now." A voice came from the first floor and Hector looked up to see Mrs Darlington walking slowly down in her housecoat. With a fierce curse in his eyes, Hector ran out and dialed Thomas's mobile phone, ordering, "Check Eloise's immigration status now, make sure she hasn't left the country, and replace out where she is!"

So untrustworthy is Rowson that Hector is a little more wary of Mrs Darlington.

He was concerned that Mrs Darlington was talking about Italy, but in reality, the country Eloise was travelling to, was somewhere else.

Thomas immediately went about it and Hector informed the private airport that they should prepare for the flight to Italy.

It is not yet confirmed, but it is important to prepare first so that there is less delay.

Every second counts and Eloise's life is at stake and he cannot afford to delay.

Last time it was the drugging that nearly cost her life, this time, what will it be?

She was with Rowson and that didn't put him at ease at all!

With each passing minute, Hector's heart sank a little lower.

At the normal speed at which Thomas does things, a message should have come through by now, but the phone stayed quiet. Hector was sensitive to the fact that Rowson's visit was not an easy one.

If he had escaped from under his nose and taken Eloise with him, he had been met by someone.

After the worst thought had occurred, the phone rang steeply in the car and he picked it up straight away using the car's Bluetooth.

"Prince, we got it, Miss Eloise is on a flight to Italy! Someone deliberately covered up Miss Eloise's whereabouts and it took a lot of effort to replace out."

Hearing this answer, Hector slammed the steering wheel hard, "You will meet me at the private airport immediately and head for Italy!" "Yes, Prince."

After hanging up, he called back to Rogers Villa and explained to the housekeeper to take care of Solomon and Sweety.

And immediately afterwards, Thomas was chased to Italy with him.

An aircraft flying smoothly 30, 000 feet in the air.

Eloise languishes out of her drowsiness, feeling the silence and dimness around her.

Tipping her head to look out at the clouds, Eloise snapped awake.

The clouds? Is she on a plane?

She remembers that the last image she had before she fell asleep was of a meal with Rowson and his mother.

Turning her head to see a familiar face, Eloise couldn't help but stare.

It didn't take much thinking to know that Rowson had drugged her again, otherwise she wouldn't have suddenly fainted herself, let alone suddenly appeared on the plane. Repeatedly deceived, Eloise was so disappointed that her anger instantly surged.

Looking at Rowson with a very annoyed look as well, he said coldly, "Rowson, where are you taking me?!"

"Eloise, I want to take you to Italy ..."

Rowson saw the emotion in her eyes and tried to explain.

As soon as Eloise heard the word Italian shop, she cut Rowson's next words off straight away, "Who are you to decide to take me anywhere else without my permission?"

She took a deep breath and added, "Rowson, you'd better let me go as soon as the plane lands while I've been thomas for your kindness to me! Don't make me hate you!" The look on Eloise's face was one of intense distrust and defensiveness, and Rowson's heart was a little frustrated.

"Eloise, don't you think it's cruel to talk like that? Are you really only kind to me?"

They were so close together and Rowson was looking at her with his head turned that Eloise couldn't avoid them for a while.

One can only lean close to the back chair and try to put as much distance between them as possible.

Her instincts told her that Rowson had a purpose in taking her away privately this time.

Perhaps he will use himself to blackmail Hector, or perhaps he will take himself to the darkness where the world will never replace him... Eloise just felt a chill run down her back at the thought of it.