Who Is The Real Boss?

The jet was out of control? 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 feebly, her face a 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 lightly.

He stretched out his right hand to hold Annabel, pulling her into his arms.

"I'm here.Don't be afraid."

The jet continued to shake violently.It was extremely difficult for Annabel to balance, let alone walk.I 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!"

Crash? Annabel gasped in shock.How could this be? If the jet crashed, then all the people on the jet—including her— would die.She told herself that she had to calm down at the moment, 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?"

"Don't be afraid." Rupert smoothed her hair gently.

"We'll be fine."

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."

Nodding shakily, the captain stuttered, "I-I'll do my best."

Fortunately, Rupert's jet was specially equipped with parachutes.

They could jump if worse came to worst.

the other two men to ready the

really going

weakly, Annabel looked pale and helpless.She was still afraid.She had always been afraid of heights, ever since she

the jet crashed...She didn't dare

to me.The jet is out of control.Jumping is our

Rupert explained seriously.

too scared...I can't

afraid.I'll protect

his deep-set eyes full

situation was very

as Rupert calmly ordered the captain to lower

"That's high enough."

look at the figures on the

jet was flying at the perfect height and speed, suitable

the shaking of

Time was running out.

jet could explode any second now!

opened

out grimly, Rupert calmly directed the crew to jump with their parachutes

only the

Miss Hewitt,

wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and set

the captain's arm and

looked at Rupert, his

"Take care!"

captain leaped out

"Annabel, get ready."

parachute to himself

arms around her

"Rupert, I'm scared!"

Annabel cried hysterically.

tens of thousands of miles

The fear paralyzed her.

eyes.I'll count

in her

his deep eyes and felt

her eyes shut, wrapped her arms around Rupert's neck, and jumped

"Ah!"

blank.She couldn't help but scream at

just hang on.I'll

the parachute was

taught and the sense

breathed a

going to

deep, reassuring voice was like music to