Chapter 323
Chapter 323:
How could this be?
How could the pilot suddenly lose control of the jet?
Annabel was scared out of her wits. After all, she was deathly afraid of heights.
Rupert patted her on the shoulder and stood up. His handsome face was unusually cold. “I’ll go and have a look.” Then he started to walk to the cockpit.
“I’ll go with you,” Annabel said weakly, her face ghastly pale.
She was terribly afraid of heights, and as the jet shuddered violently, she felt like she was about to die.
“Okay,” Rupert answered calmly. He stretched out his right hand to hold Annabel, pulling her into his arms. “I’m here. Don’t be afraid p>
The jet continued to shake violently. It was extremely difficult for Annabel to keep her balance, let alone walk.
Panic seized her heart, rendering her unable to think straight.
Luckily, Rupert held onto her tightly, which made her feel inexplicably safe.
Together, the two headed to the cockpit.
“What’s going on?” Rupert asked the captain with a frown.
Sweat trickled down the captain’s forehead. He was busy controlling the steering wheel with both hands, but all the color had drained from his face. “I can’t control it. We’re going to crash p>
Crash?
Annabel gasped in shock. How could this be?
If the jet crashed, then all the people on board—including her—would die. She told herself she had to calm down, but fear consumed every fiber of her being.
Hyperventilating, she looked at the man beside her and asked in bewilderment, “Rupert, what’re we going to do p>
“Don’t be afraid.” Rupert smoothed her hair gently. “We’ll be fine p>
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Then he turned to the captain and said decisively, “Calm down first. Do your best to keep the aircraft steady. As soon as we reach a suitable height, we’ll parachute out of the jet immediately p>
Nodding shakily, the captain stuttered, “I-I’ll do my best p>
Fortunately, Rupert’s jet was specially equipped with parachutes.
They could jump if worse came to worst.
Rupert then ordered the other two men to ready the parachutes and prepare to jump at any time.
“Rupert, are we really going to do this?” Leaning weakly against him, Annabel looked pale and helpless.
She was still terrified.
She had always been afraid of heights, ever since she was a child.
If the jet crashed…
She didn’t dare to entertain the thought.
“Annabel, listen to me. The jet is out of control. Jumping is our only chance at survival,” Rupert explained seriously.
“But I’m too scared… I can’t do it…” Annabel protested feebly.