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.”

lose control, spinning a full

has been remotely hijacked!” The pilot, Finn, was visibly shocked as his hands moved over

the dashboard out of anger. His expression

and loathing at the thought of being

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

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

he remained calm and composed. Not

were tightly pursed. He

had been filled with unease before. “Boss, what should we do now?” he

Finn aside and

of buttons, coupled with swift manipulation of the control

just too cool!” Finn and Wren were

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

a ticking alarm sounded within

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

of Rupert's ruthlessness sent shivers down

for the explosive, only to discover that bombs were hidden in every nook and

explosive, it would still

were left on the clock before the detonation. They really are

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

too late to defuse them

forty-two meters, and we have three minutes and forty-two seconds until the explosion. The ideal altitude for parachuting is around a

Finn and Wren

had faith in Cayden's

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

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