Eyes locked straight ahead, yet just as she was about to take off, another helicopter suddenly landed beside her.
Seeing the face of the person inside, Summer Ford felt every bit of warmth drain from her body.
He's back!
Right at this moment!
Ethan Laurent was seated in the pilot's seat of the helicopter, his gaze calmly fell on her, raising an eyebrow, "What are you doing?"
Summer Ford's hand on the joystick was rigid, her gaze slowly shifted to him, and she looked somewhat pale.
The two locked eyes, Ethan had some suspicion about her actions.
Summer's gaze was a bit scattered, as if she was startled by his sudden return.
Her hand gripped the joystick tightly, struggling internally whether to take off or not.
Ethan kept staring at her, unaware that Summer had learned this from Snor. He clearly underestimated her intelligence.
Summer remained silent for a long while, slowly lifted her face, and finally released her grip.
