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.”

control, spinning a full three

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

dashboard out of anger. His

loathing at the thought

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

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

such unknown peril, he remained calm and composed. Not even a trace of panic

lips were tightly pursed. He naturally exuded a captivating and

filled with unease before. “Boss, what should we

aside and immediately took his seat in

exactly how Cayden managed it. Yet, after his slender fingers moved nimbly over the myriad of buttons, coupled with swift manipulation of the control stick, he succeeded

and Wren were utterly

If things go as expected and he doesn't see the plane returning within five minutes, he

sounded within

sent a jolt through them all at once. It was the ticking of

thought of Rupert's ruthlessness sent shivers down Finn's

explosive, only to discover that bombs were

and every explosive,

on the clock before the detonation. They really

Wren searched every inch of the cabin, and surprisingly, no parachute

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

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 plane on

Finn and Wren responded

faith

once smoothly gliding aircraft suddenly dove

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