Avery clutched her aching heart as if it had been stabbed with a poisoned knife. The pain was so intense that she was on the verge of fainting.

After a few minutes past, the pain in her heart had somewhat subsided.

What on earth is going on?

Lost in her thoughts, she vaguely remembered feeling a similar dull ache in her heart the day before Cayden's accident.

At that moment, she couldn't afford to overthink because soon as William and Claire saw her, they lovingly waved her over, inviting her to taste the food.

“Ery, your dad made this soup for you. Your mom mentioned that you prefer lighter flavors, so I didn't add too much salt. Give it a try and see how it tastes?” William scooped a small bowl of soup for Avery, his demeanor extremely gentle.

Avery took a small sip.

“How is it?” William asked, his face full of anticipation as he looked at his daughter.

Avery finished the soup with small sips, then said emotionally, “Dad, the soup you made tastes wonderful. I love it.”

Savoring the meals her parents had lovingly prepared for her and drinking the soup her father had personally brewed, she felt an overwhelming warmth enveloping her at home.

Guilt washed over her, feeling unfilial, as she had been occupied with work and rarely had time to spend with them.

Looking at her parents' gradually graying hair, Avery made a silent vow. I will stay by Mom's and Dad's side, dutifully fulfilling my filial duties once I find Cayden.

Meanwhile, in the cockpit of a plane flying over the Presrial Ocean.

The plane had been flying for nearly half an hour, seemingly about to escape the control range of that dreadful island, when suddenly, a ticking alarm echoed throughout the cabin.

Then, the sweet voice of a female announcer followed with, “The flight has encountered a malfunction. We are now returning to our original route.”

plane seemed to lose control, spinning a full three hundred sixty degrees in the air before resuming

controls have failed. D*mn it! This plane has been remotely hijacked!” The pilot, Finn, was visibly shocked as his hands moved over the various

the dashboard out of anger. His expression

was so close to escaping, he felt a strong resentment and loathing at the thought of being dragged back to

gaze swiftly turned toward Cayden, but the moment he caught sight of the latter, he suddenly

within the cabin. Despite being covered in blood, he still exuded an

remained calm and composed. Not even a trace

lips were tightly pursed. He naturally exuded a captivating and authoritative

over Finn's heart, which had been filled

Cayden pulled Finn aside and

moved nimbly over the myriad of buttons, coupled with swift manipulation of the control stick, he succeeded in righting the plane, which was turning

and Wren were utterly in

not leave any survivors. If things go as expected and he doesn't see the plane returning within five minutes, he

enough, a ticking alarm sounded within the

sent a jolt through them all at once. It was

of Rupert's ruthlessness sent shivers down

frantically searched for the explosive, only to discover that bombs were hidden

to disarm each and every explosive,

on the clock

Finn and Wren searched every inch of the cabin,

no parachutes. The bombs are about to go off, and it's too late to defuse them now.” Finn and Wren broke out in cold

as he ordered, “We're currently at an altitude of thirteen thousand and forty-two meters, and we have three minutes and forty-two seconds until the explosion. The ideal altitude for parachuting is around a thousand to

Wren responded in

had faith in Cayden's

was piloting the airplane, pushing it to its maximum speed. The once smoothly gliding aircraft suddenly dove down from mid-air like a

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