Villain Ch 1289. The Young Master's Face
The hum of the blades intensified, and the faint vibration of the engine thrummed through the cabin.
"This feels surreal," Allen admitted, glancing out the window as the ground crew moved away.
"It always does the first time," Jordan said without looking at him, his attention focused on the tablet in his hand. "But you'll get used to it."
Emma leaned back in her seat, her expression relaxed. "Just don't look down if you're nervous. Focus on the horizon. That helps."
"I'm not nervous," Allen replied, though his tone betrayed a hint of unease.
"Sure you're not," Emma said with a grin, clearly enjoying his discomfort.
The pilot's voice crackled through the intercom. "We're clear for takeoff. Please remain seated and secure."
