You Will Die in Your Boots Sooner or Later!

Leroy was easy to talk to as long as it was not related to Bentley.

Reyna was stunned for a few seconds. She didn't expect Leroy to agree so readily.

When he took out his phone and handed it to her, Reyna quickly snatched it over, entered the familiar number on it.

The call was quickly connected. "Hello, who is speaking, please?"

Hearing Lance was safe and sound, Reyna rested assured.

She pursed her pale lips, revealing a genuine smile. "This is Reyna. Lance, are you okay at school?"

"Reyna? Reyna, are you alright?" Lance sounded a little anxious. "When I rushed to the airport today, a few bodyguards suddenly stopped me. They said that all the planes in the airport were grounded today. I wanted to call and ask where you were, but your phone couldn't get through."

Lance was worried about her all the way.

They had agreed to leave together, but Reyna's phone could not get through. And the plane could not take off anymore. He could only return to school.