His Untamed Rose novel Chapter 118

Lumina’s grip on her bag tightened instinctively.

All at once, a sharp ringing filled her ears, drowning out the world until only the frantic pounding of her heart remained.

Cedric’s reach had extended all the way to the airline, and with terrifying speed.

A cold sweat broke out across her forehead, chills running down her spine.

Around her, passengers murmured in uneasy whispers—

“How strange. Since when does a missing passenger just show up on the plane?”

“Probably some spoiled heiress who wandered off—her powerful family must’ve dragged her back.”

Nadia, caught up in the commotion, turned toward Lumina and noticed something was wrong. She leaned in and whispered, “Lumina Jones, are you shaking?”

“I… I think I might have a fever.”

Lumina pressed a trembling hand to her forehead and lowered her voice. “Nadia, do you have a mask? Could you lend me one? I’d hate to get you sick.”

“Oh, sure.” Nadia dug into her overstuffed purse and handed her a mask. “Here, Lumina Jones. I’ve got some fever medicine too, if you want.”

Lumina’s voice was faint. “Thanks, but I’ll wait until we land.”

She quickly put on the mask, leaving only her anxious eyes visible as she watched the flight attendants, who were methodically checking passenger photos.

The crew moved with urgent precision, their gazes sharp. The captain, dressed in crisp white, followed behind, and soon they reached Lumina’s row.

She ducked her head, avoiding eye contact, fingers digging into the armrest as her heart threatened to burst from her chest.

A flight attendant stopped beside her and carefully compared Nadia’s face to the photo.

Then she turned to Lumina, whose face was half-hidden behind her mask. “Ma’am, would you mind removing your mask for a moment?”

Lumina stayed silent. She gave a soft, deliberate cough, her voice raspy as she replied, “I’m sorry, I’m not feeling well—I have a fever. I just don’t want to risk spreading anything to the other passengers.”

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