Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You
Chapter 210

Flynn didn’t realize what she was doing, but he grew increasingly suspicious when he saw that Lucinda remained calm and collected.

“Don’t try to act smart, or everyone on the plane will die.

You can try me if you don’t believe me,”

Flynn warned, gesturing to the strong men who were now holding the other passengers in the cabin.

Lucinda shot Flynn a smile in mockery as she lifted the steaming cup of coffee and threw it at him.

“Who are you to tell me what to do?”

As all eyes turned towards the coffee spill, Lucinda sprang into action, grabbing her parachute bag and flinging open the cabin door.

With a swift motion, she leapt off the plane.

“Hurry! Stop her! Make sure she doesn’t jump off the plane!”

Flynn shouted, but it was too late.

He hurried to the door and peered into the darkness.

He looked at the sky.

There were only a few stars and no sign of Lucinda.

Meanwhile, Lucinda hurtled through the air.

The wind rushed past her ears as she plummeted towards the ground.

With nothing left to do but trust her instincts, she held her breath and pulled the ripcord, sending her parachute billowing out behind her.

Flynn and other guards were still straining their eyes to see the outside of the cabin.

Their surrounding was pitch black so he couldn’t predict the height.

“Don’t be troubled.

She wouldn’t be able to make it with the height without a protective measure.

Her body would be shattered into pieces.

They most likely wouldn’t replace a trace of her.

”

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Flynn breathed a sigh of relief as one of the guards assured him.

He knew that he had executed Eleanor’s assignment.

“Miss Turner, are you sleeping?” He tapped his Bluetooth earpiece and asked.

Earlier, he had removed the monitoring device from Eleanor’s phone so that she could communicate with others without any restrictions.

“How could I fall asleep when you’ve not gotten back to me? Have you completed the assignment?” Eleanor laid on her bed in the ward.

She was impatient and her voice crackled over the earpiece.

“Don’t worry.

I’m on it,” Flynn replied, hesitating for a moment.

“What do you mean by you’re on it?”

Eleanor snapped.

“Did you mess up? Is she still aliv