Flash Marriage: She becomes Mrs. CEO after the Failed Dowry Talk Chapter 725: Return to Corinthia Pier

Nora Northwood’s aura was formidable, and in a flash, the driver saw the shadow of Jasper Sinclair.

The young policeman was frightened, the veins on the back of his hand gripping the gun bulged, wanting to lose his temper but not daring to.

At this mont, Yvonne Shepherd, who had been silent for a long ti, questioned, "Where is Jas Woodward? Why am I the one stepping up?"

Logically, in the private dication case, she only played a supporting role; even with changes, it should be The Woodward Family to step up.

From any perspective, it shouldn’t be her turn.

What’s this about rescuing soone?

Did The Shepherd Family step forward?

A series of doubts weighed on Yvonne’s mind, leaving her without a clue.

It was her reaction that made Nora realize that she was unaware of Mr. Shepherd’s plan.

Who would have thought that a person roaming in dark areas for years would turn out to be a lover too.

What Nora realized, Louis Hayes naturally also realized, and he probed, "Your old love wants to save you."

Yvonne frowned, coldly retorting, "Sir, mind your words, I am spotless. Where would this ’old love’ co from?"

She flatly denied it.

Louis continued, "A pity, the person risked half their life for you, and you won’t even give a title."

A rush of blood blocked Yvonne’s throat.

After two hints, how could she not guess who was intervening in this matter?

Nora appropriately spoke up, echoing with Louis, "That person never intended to ask for anything, just wanted to pull you out of this hellish place called prison. Don’t panic."

She spoke extrely slowly, but enunciated every word clearly. The more she spoke like this, the more guilt Yvonne felt inside.

When people feel guilty, they are often at their most vulnerable.

Visibly, that radiant face gradually collapsed.

Just monts ago yawning and about to fall asleep, now completely awake.

At the sa ti, the young policeman claid that the registry office staff were rushing to Corinthia Pier.

"How long until they arrive?" Nora asked.

She just knew that this young policeman would have a way; he looked like a clever person.

"I don’t know, driving takes so ti."

"We have twenty minutes until we reach the pier. Hopefully, your colleagues arrive before then, or else, you won’t need to go back to your post. Just find soone to throw you into the sea; either way, it’s death."

Nora found that this tactic still worked.

So people don’t listen when you speak nicely, but after so threats, they behave.

The clock hand already pointed at "3", leaving them with the last 3 hours.

Nora thought they had enough ti.

Little did she know the yacht was already in chaos.

After returning to the yacht, Rhys Linden effortlessly knocked down a few guards, dragging them into the won’s restroom.

He grew up in The Garrison Compound, and all his skills were personally taught by his father.

Knocking down a bunch of hooligans was no problem.

What Rhys truly feared was a batch of people ard with military guns.

In terms of skill, not even Mr. Shepherd was a concern, but military guns are indiscriminate, and he dared not act recklessly.

Inside the room, Jasper Sinclair was leisurely playing cards.

Mr. Shepherd asked him, "Do you think your woman will co back to exchange for you?"

"The way Mr. Shepherd asks, it seems no woman truly likes you."

Jasper’s response seed to hit Mr. Shepherd’s nerve, who imdiately jumped up from the wooden chair, "Damn you, no woman likes you!"