Her life wasn't worth a fraction of the Captain's.
"Boss, she's here."
Suddenly, a towering thug in a black suit marched over.
Sebastian shot up from the sofa, his eyes blazing. "Is she alone?"
"Yes, all alone," the thug confirmed. "Rode in on a motorcycle."
"Hahaha, excellent! Absolutely excellent!" Sebastian threw his head back and howled with laughter. It was a chaotic, skin-crawling sound that echoed through the empty space. "Serena Lancaster... you really are arrogant! Daring to come alone. Does she look down on me, or does she think her status as a Lancaster and her ties to the Blackwoods make her invincible?"
He chuckled darkly, pointing into the shadows of the factory. "You, take your men and hide. Wait for my signal... then swarm her."
The thug nodded immediately and melted into the darkness.
Lydia's eyes widened in horror.
Hide?
What were they planning?
They wanted to trap the Captain inside the plant!
The Captain couldn't come in!
She just couldn't!
Lydia had seen them earlier.
Sebastian had brought dozens of men—towering, muscle-bound monsters with ruthless eyes. They looked like hardened killers who had bathed in blood.
And worse...
She had seen guns!
This was a trap.
A deadly snare using her as bait to lure the Captain in!
"Well, well, little piece of trash, you actually proved useful." Sebastian strolled over to Lydia.
He tapped the flat, icy side of the blade against her cheek. "Since she's here, let's play a more entertaining game."
"Do you think she'll drop to her knees and beg me to save you?"
As he spoke, he pictured the scene, his eyes filling with a feverish obsession.
"Ah... that stunning face, that unyielding pride... Imagine breaking her down, bone by bone, until she's groveling at my feet... Just the thought makes me ecstatic."

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