The CEO Gets What He Wants

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.”

second the announcement ended, the plane seemed to lose control, spinning a

failed. D*mn it! This plane has been remotely hijacked!” The pilot, Finn, was visibly shocked as his

the dashboard out of anger. His

resentment and loathing at the thought of being dragged back to that hellish

but the moment he caught sight of

he still exuded an intense aura, showing no

and composed. Not even a trace of panic crossed

that moment, the man's enticing crimson lips were tightly pursed. He naturally exuded a captivating and

over Finn's heart, which had been filled with unease before. “Boss, what should we do

aside, I'll take over!” Cayden pulled Finn aside and immediately took his seat in the

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

cool!” Finn and Wren were utterly in

flashed as he contemplated. “Our plan has been exposed. Given Rupert's personality, he will definitely not leave any survivors. If things go as expected and he doesn't see the plane returning within five minutes, he will undoubtedly blow up this plane. Put on your parachutes immediately and jump from the plane

ticking alarm sounded within the cabin when

jolt through them all at once. It was

ruthlessness sent shivers down Finn's and

searched for the explosive, only to discover that bombs

every explosive, it would still take at least

the

of the

we've searched the entire cabin, but there are 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 sweat from the intense anxiety. Their usual calm

remained unflustered. His voice was stern and solemn 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 eight hundred meters. I will descend to the optimal altitude for jumping in a while. Everyone must jump from the

Wren responded

faith in

pushing it to its maximum speed. The once smoothly gliding