In the deep hours of the night, Sheena sat in the first-ss cabin, sipping her coffee, still very much alert. She gazed out the


    window, but the darkness of the night made it difficult to distinguish even the outlines of clouds.


    Sheena’s interest waned, and she was about to look away when the reflection in the small window caught her attention.


    There was a familiar figure wearing sunsses. After locking eyes briefly, the person turned away, avoiding her gaze.


    Sheena became more cautious, surveying her surroundings and suddenly realizing that the few bodyguards she had brought


    with her were now fast asleep. The rest of the passengers were also in deep slumber.


    It felt oddly dangerous.


    Standing up, Sheena considered moving to another section of the ne to investigate. However, she spotted a man ina suit as


    she turned, apanied by several equally burly individuals, heading her way.


    The man in the suit was the same person who had exchanged nces with her earlier, and it seemed their intentions were


    clear—they were targeting her.


    Sheena opted to stand her ground. Since evading them was impossible, she thought facing them head-on was best.


    “Ms. Sheena, long time no see,” the man greeted, removing his sunsses and smiling at her. “I bet you didn’t expect us to meet


    again so soon.”


    “It''s you?” Sheena frowned.


    Leon raised his arm and signaled the men behind him. Soon, the men in ck followed his lead, swiftly surrounding Sheena.


    “Ms. Sheena, I’ve heard you''re skillful in martial arts, but I’d advise you to cooperate. | have full control over this ne. If you


    resist, | don’t mind crashing this ne. | don’t think your want these passengers to die because of you, do you?”


    He wiped the smile off his face and took a seat, looking at her coldly.


    “I''m really sorry, but this is Mr. Freeman’s order.”


    “Elijah?” Sheena frowned, and her expression grew colder. “He would actually send you to do this?”


    “What you did to Ms. Moore was uneptable. She’s Mr. Freeman’s fiancee, and he won''t let it go. So, this is the price,” Leon


    said, pulling out a military knife. “The lives of all passengers are in my hands now, so don’t bother resisting unless you truly want


    these innocent people to die with you.”


    choana emd coldluN?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.


    disavanthr autanding harn to Patria


    narachute nack from under her


    Leon had not noticed her subtle movement. However, he frowned when he saw her calm expression and warned, “Don’t try


    anything funny. If you do, everyone on this ne dies with you.”


    His other burlypanions quickly moved to hold other passengers.


    Sheena’s lips curled into a mocking smile as she grabbed the scalding cup of coffee from her seat and hurled it at Leon.


    “Don''t tell me what to do.”


    Seizing the moment while they were distracted, Sheena kicked open the cabin door, swiftly strapped on the parachute, and


    leaped into the night below without hesitation.


    “Quick! Stop her! Don’t let her jump!” Leon yelled, but it was toote. He rushed to the cabin door, peering outside. However, he


    could not locate Sheena in the dark, only seeing the stars illuminating the night.