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    Wesley’s brows drew together, his loweredshes veiling whatever emotions might have crossed his eyes. A heavy silence stretched between them.


    Elena couldn’t predict if Wesley would ultimately assist her in this dangerous endeavor.


    After what seemed an eternity, Wesley lifted his gaze until it locked with Elena’s unwavering stare.


    His lips parted slightly as he spoke. “I have one condition.”


    “I agree,” Elena replied without a moment’s hesitation.


    Something shifted in Wesley’s eyes. “This person must be extraordinarily important to you. Important enough that you would ept my terms without even hearing what they are.”


    Elena pressed her lips together, her silence serving as an acknowledgment of his words.


    Lydia wasn’t merely a friend but a trusted partner in every sense that mattered.


    Abandoning her partner in danger had never been an option Elena would even consider.


    Seeing that she did not refute his words, Wesley’s gaze darkened. “Sign that contract, and the helicopter is yours,” Wesley pronounced with chilling detachment.


    “Alright,” Elena agreed without further hesitation.


    Her decisive eptance seemed to alter the atmosphere instantly, making the air feel leaden and the temperature plummet between them.


    Elena took the offered keys and turned toward the exit, eager to depart. Her steps quickened, and as she reached the door, Wesley’s voice reached her—low and unexpectedly hoarse: “Come back alive.”


    Elena paused briefly before silently opening the door and departing.


    Minutester, she took control of the helicopter and set course directly for Avaloria’s airspace.


    Wesley’s aircraft cut through the clouds, its distinctive emblem clearly visible on its exterior.


    When military radar detected the approaching helicopter, defense systems activated instantly. Upon recognizing the Spencer family insignia, all weapons were promptly disengaged.


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    Elena passed through the no-fly zone without incident.


    Everything proceeded smoothly until the helicopter entered Avaloria’s airspace.


    Without warning, bullets struck the front windshield with sudden force.


    Built with exceptionally durable materials, Wesley’s helicopter withstood the assault, the bullets leaving only small impact marks rather than shattering the ss.


    An ordinary aircraft would have been critically damaged by such an attack.


    Someone had clearly targeted her.


    Elena’s gaze sharpened as she identified an aircraft positioned at a seventy-five-degree angle.


    Her eyes narrowed as she locked onto the man with yful emerald eyes observing her from the attacking aircraft.


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