His Untamed Rose novel Chapter 122

Lumina let out a sharp scoff. “Maybe I don’t have any special skills, but I’m more than capable of making you regret crossing me.”

Cedric’s lips curled in a mocking smirk, as if he’d just heard an amusing joke. “Which is exactly why bringing Casper along to handle you was the right call.”

If Casper hadn’t burst in at the last second to intervene, Lumina probably would’ve tried to threaten them all over again with those broken shards—maybe even tried to kill herself.

She thrashed furiously in Cedric’s arms, screaming and sobbing. “Put me down! I’m not going back with you! Does it make you feel powerful, treating me like your plaything? Cedric, you’re despicable! Absolutely vile!”

Her protests drew startled stares from travelers of every nationality passing through the terminal.

Lumina hurled every accusation she could think of at him, her voice growing shriller, her words filthier, until even Cedric was surprised by the breadth of her vocabulary in foreign languages. He stifled a dark laugh; he’d never realized she could curse so fluently in English.

He tightened his grip around her waist, pinching hard enough to make her gasp in pain and finally fall silent.

Outside the airport, one of Harriet’s men was waiting by the curb. He wasn’t expecting to see Cedric striding out, carrying Lumina like a hostage.

The man stared, stunned, and scrambled to call Harriet, only for Cedric to snatch the phone from his hand in a blink.

“Hand over the car keys,” Cedric ordered coolly.

The man stammered, “Mr. Royce, ma’am instructed me to personally oversee Ms. Jardin’s arrangements. If I just hand her over like this, I can’t answer to Mrs. Royce—”

Hilton appeared, hauling their luggage, and shot the man a glare. “If Mr. Royce asks for the keys, you give him the keys. Enough with the excuses.”

Reluctantly, the man handed them over.

Cedric tossed Lumina into the back seat and slammed the door, locking it behind her. Then he leaned against the car, face grim, lighting a cigarette while Lumina pounded and screamed inside.

Hilton turned to the shaken man. “Mr. Royce isn’t in a mood to be crossed. If you don’t want to end up on the wrong side of this, leave now. As for Mrs. Royce, Mr. Royce will handle it himself.”

The man thanked them repeatedly and hurried off.

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