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.”

the plane seemed to lose control, spinning a full three

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

the dashboard out of anger. His expression darkened

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

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

cabin. Despite being covered in blood, he still exuded an intense aura, showing no signs

and composed. Not

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

had been filled with unease before. “Boss, what

over!” Cayden pulled Finn aside and immediately took his seat in the

slender fingers moved nimbly over the myriad of buttons, coupled

too cool!” Finn and Wren were utterly in

expected and he doesn't see the plane returning within

enough, a ticking alarm sounded within the cabin

familiar sound sent a jolt through them all at

Rupert's ruthlessness sent shivers down

that bombs were hidden in every

every explosive, it would still take at least

left on the clock

of the cabin, and surprisingly, no parachute was

the entire cabin, but there are no parachutes. The bombs are about to go off, and it's too late to defuse

explosion. The ideal altitude for parachuting is

and Wren responded

faith in

speed. The once smoothly gliding aircraft suddenly dove down from mid-air like a fierce predatory

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