CHAPTER 122

ELLA'S POV

I walked out of the door with uncertainty reeling in my veins. The early morning air blew warm gusts against my flesh, sending some waves of my hair into the air.

I tucked in the loose strands behind my ears as made it towards the parking lot. The sound of a propelling helicopter could be heard from a far distance. I tilted my head up and so did Penny.

The helicopter was unlike any other I'd ever seen, it was sharp with glistening colors and a design that had Glenda Bacci boldly written on it.

The hellicop lowered until it was now at the floor level, the propellers gusting sharp wind in my direction. The receding sound of the engine's coming off braced my ears as I try to maintain my composure despite feeling out in my head.

I felt a pair of eyes on me as I adjusted my body, steeling myself. My hands clutched my waist as I stole a corner-side glance at Madame Browne. She was seated at the balcony as usual, but this time, framed in between her fingers wasn't a glistening bo