Aurelia Shaw hesitated for a moment, then grabbed the helicopter ladder and jumped out.
Alaric Wood's heart was almost jumping out of his chest with joy.
This time, she chose him.
He had been waiting for this day for many years.
Alaric Wood leapt forward, grabbing the helicopter ladder, his long arm reaching towards Aurelia Shaw.
Aurelia Shaw instinctively stepped back, looking at Alaric Wood with eyes full of vigilance.
"I can do it myself."
Aurelia Shaw said, then climbed up by herself.
Alaric Wood's outstretched fingers clenched stiffly; he had long been accustomed to her indifference towards him.
Yet even so, his heart still sank for a moment.
He quickly adjusted his state, grabbing her foot and placing it on his shoulder.
Although she resisted his approach, helping her had already become his instinctive reaction.
Mason Nightshade, watching everything unfold in the fighter jet, his eyes instantly filled with bloodshot threads.
