Love Has Its Will

Chapter 530

Chapter 530 The Last Time Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Brandon was still in the Orwell's house, chatting with Haylie.

When Haylie was young, she followed her husband to do business. Now, she was old and didn't care about the world.

She didn't even know much about Finn's recent situation.

Haylie completely wasn't concerned about Finn now.

At first, Brandon was worried that he would be exposed. After chatting for a while, he completely dispelled this doubt.

Haylie probably didn't know much more about Finn than Daryl.

Ring, ring, ring...

While chatting, the phone in Brandon's pocket rang.

When Brandon heard the phone ring, he frowned slightly.

He thought, who is calling me at this time?

Is it Savanna who is urging me to go back?

If I answer the phone at this time, will I be exposed?

Thinking of this, Brandon couldn't help but become nervous.

After the phone rang for a while, Haylie kindly reminded Brandon, "Your phone is ringing. Don't you want to answer it?"

"Yes, I will answer it." Brandon took out his phone. When he saw the caller ID, he felt it was even more ridiculous.

It was a call from Finn.

Brandon thought, is this guy crazy? Doesn't he know that I am in the Orwell's home now, and people from the Orwell family can appear at any time?

Since Haylie was present, Brandon could not refuse to answer the phone, so he braced himself and answered the call.

"Hello, what do you want?"

"Mr. Cassel, I want to ask you for a favor," Finn said anxiously.

"What do you want me to do?" Brandon was mad. He couldn't understand why Finn asked for help at this time.

"Let's talk about it later. I'm with my mom right now," Brandon said calmly.

Haylie went over to get the sandalwood incense. When she heard Brandon's words from afar, she said scornfully, "I'm not interested in the affairs of you young people, and I'm not interfering."

It meant that Brandon could answer the phone openly because Haylie didn't want to know what Brandon would talk about on the phone.

Finn knew Haylie's character very well.

So he said indifferently, "She won't care about these matters. Don't worry."

Sure enough, Haylie covered the lid of the incense burner and stepped on her high heels to go out of the courtyard, leaving Brandon to answer the phone in the living room.

Since no one was in the living room, Brandon naturally had nothing to fear. He frowned and asked, "What did you say just now?’

It must not be a simple matter, otherwise, Finn wouldn't ask for help.

"Lend me your helicopter for a while. I'll send someone away." Finn held the person in his arms reluctantly. He looked down at her while talking on the phone.

Finn's gaze was full of affection.

Hearing this, Brandon felt strange. He said, "Does your family not have a helicopter? Why do you want to borrow it from me?"

Brandon thought, how is that possible?

Helicopters aren't very expensive. A wealthy family like the Orwell family may have more than one helicopter.

But why did Finn want to borrow it from me?

"I can't use my family's helicopter. It's too obvious. Those old bastards will know it."

Hearing this, Brandon knew who Finn was going to send away.

"Did Ms. Parsons agree with you sending her back? Didn't she come here specifically to get back together with you? Have you reconciled?"

Brandon thought that they should reconcile, otherwise, Lilia couldn't agree to go back.

However, Finn gave a negative answer. "We didn't reconcile."

"Then how are you going to send her back?"

"I knocked her out," Finn said faintly.

"How could you do that?" said Brandon after a long silence.

"There's no other way. Are you going to lend it to me or not?" Finn smiled bitterly.

"Give me an address. I'll get the helicopter to pick you up."

Brandon agreed readily.

He was a straightforward person, not to mention that he and Finn were now in the same boat.

Helping Finn was helping Brandon himself.

Finn set the location to a flat and wide golf course which was under his name.

Brandon planned to go over as well because he wanted to tell Finn about what happened today.

Finn took the unconscious Lilia and drove to the golf course.

Along the way, he held Lilia tightly and rested her head on his lap.

Finn gently stroked Lilia's tender cheeks.

And his gaze slowly moved on her face, from her delicate eyebrows to her small nose, and finally to her mouth which habitually pouted when she was sleeping.

In this period, Lilia had lost a lot of weight, and her baby-fat cheeks were not obvious anymore.

Finn's fingers gently slid across Lilia's face, wanting to remember this feeling and her face in his heart.

However, Lilia was knocked out, so she could still sense this touch.

Lilia frowned as if she could wake up at any time.

Seeing this, Finn asked Gerald, "Where’s the thing I asked you to prepare?"

Gerald immediately respectfully handed over a neatly folded handkerchief, but it was not an ordinary handkerchief.

It was not because it was from a luxury brand, but because it was filled with ether that could cause people to faint.

To prevent his beloved girl from waking up from being transported, Finn had no choice but to use this method.

He held the handkerchief close to Lilia's mouth and nose, his hand constantly trembling.

"Mr. Orwell, let me do it,’ Gerald saw that Finn was hesitant, so he volunteered.

"I'll do it myself." Finn turned to look at him.

With that, he took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and covered Lilia's mouth and nose with the handkerchief.

When Lilia was covered, she reflexively struggled.

Finn had mixed feelings in his heart. He held Lilia tightly and said with tears in his eyes, "Lilia, I let you down. Also, I love you."

Brandon drove to the golf course as well. When he had parked the car, Finn arrived.

Finn's car stopped in the grass field. When the door opened, Finn, who dressed like a college student, walked out.

In the back seat, Lilia lay flat, sleeping peacefully and breathing evenly.

"Is Ms. Parsons dizzy or asleep?" Brandon asked.

Finn didn't answer him but asked, "Where's the helicopter? Is it ready?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of the propeller sounded in the air above his head.

The golf course was wide and boundless, and it was suitable for the helicopter to dock.

The helicopter landed, and the propeller swept the air around it.

"Mr. Orwell, are you sending Ms. Parsons away now?" asked Gerald.

Finn nodded. Gerald immediately understood. "Then I'll go and bring Ms. Parsons out."

"I'll go myself.” Finn turned around and walked back.

"But Mr. Orwell, your body..."

Finn leaned into the car. His weak body trembled as he picked up Lilia and walked back with difficulty.

Gerald wanted to go up and help, but he was blocked by Brandon with his arms.

"Don't go. Just let Finn hold Lilia. Perhaps it will be the last time.’