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    Amidst the ongoing standoff, a squadron of military jets soared into view behind Elena.


    She knitted her eyebrows, turning to see these were not the crafts she had seen before.


    These were not reinforcements from Avaloria…


    After a moment, one of the neers called out, “This is a Houis military aircraft. Hold your fire! We are not here to engage.”


    Elena was taken aback.


    Why would the Houis military intervene on her behalf?


    She had no ties to them.


    Yet, with the backing of the Houis aircraft, the Avaloria military forces grew noticeably more cautious, retracting their infrared targeting systems.


    The two parties agreed on a border location for their meeting andnding.


    Elena jumped off the aircraft, her gaze swiftly locating a tall figure and pausing briefly.


    Wesley leaned casually against the ne, a cigarette held between his fingers, with swirls of smoke encircling him. Despite hisid-back posture, there was an undeniable presence about him thatmanded attention.


    Surrounded by uniformed soldiers, his perfectly tailored suit drew all eyes to him.


    Through the smoky air, Elena’s eyes locked onto his prating gaze.


    Now what had happened made sense.


    Only Wesley had the influence to rally the military for his purposes.


    Drawing nearer, Elena’s voice softened as she said, “Thank you for your intervention, Mr. Spencer.”


    Wesley’s expression remained cold as he examined her, noting her slightly tousled hair but otherwise unscathed appearance.


    He uttered a nonchnt “Hmm.”


    A military officer walked over.


    He found himself repeatedly ncing at Elena, intrigued by the woman for whom Wesley had personally intervened.


    The officer’s eyes widened in admiration at Elena’s striking features and slender build.


    Such a breathtaking woman!


    It was clear why Wesley was deeply concerned for her safety.


    The officer was captivated by Elena’s charm, but when his eyes met Wesley’s cold, unblinking gaze, a wave of unease washed over him.


    He quickly looked away, careful not to fixate on Elena any longer.


    With respect, the man spoke to Wesley. “Mr. Spencer, the Commander would like to see you.”


    Wesley responded with an icy look, tossing away his cigarette.


    As he prepared to leave, he instructed, “Stay here; don’t go anywhere.”


    It was clear to Elena that he was addressing her.


    Once Wesley had left, Elena retrieved her device, trying to reach Lydia.


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