Everyone who witnessed the scene was left dumbfounded.
The perfect altitude, the timing of the avalanche, the reactions of all involved—it was all meticulously calculated.
A single misstep would have ruined the entire effect.
Leaving just one person to escape with the Token.
What did it matter if those left behind knew where the Token was? If they couldn't catch up, it was all for naught.
Having witnessed firsthand how Zoe Pierce orchestrated everything, Miles Sherman could barely contain the excitement surging in his chest.
He wanted to kiss her fiercely, to shower her with praise.
But now, he had to suppress the urge, lest he interfere with her actions.
Even from the side, he could see her clear, dark eyes and the faint smile playing on her lips.
They had watched her learn from scratch, seen how much she had suffered, and now, witnessed her reach this point step by step.
'Zoe. Their Zoe.'
She made them so proud.
