Chapter 315:
Karen’s lips pressed into a thin line. “It’s none of your business,” she muttered tersely. “Don’t ask.”
The finality in her tone made it clear—as if she would ever divulge something so mortifying to anyone else.
Fearing further questioning, Karen quickened her pace and walked away, deliberately putting distance between them.
Elyse remained rooted to the spot, heat rising to her cheeks as anger bloomed across her face.
Using the hacker code to send an SOS meant only one thing—Lydia was in grave danger. If Elena had any hope of reaching her in time, she would need to cross a restricted military no-fly zone.
Ordinary aircraft would be shot down without question if they attempted to breach the airspace.
In Klathe, there existed only one person whose helicopter possessed the clearance to bypass these deadly restrictions—Wesley.
Elena had just exited his luxury car, and now fate demanded she seek his help again.
At the Spencer family villa, Wesley sat on a leather sofa while Elena stood before him.
He lifted his long lashes, his deep eyes settling on Elena with quiet intensity.
Elena’s expression was serious. “Mr. Spencer, I need to borrow your helicopter. Consider it a favor—I’ll owe you one.” Her tone carried an unmistakable edge of urgency.
Wesley raised his eyebrows, his curiosity piqued. “Your family shouldn’t lack for helicopters,” he probed. “Why not ask Jeffry for help?”
“Because only yours can cross the military no-fly zone,” Elena replied without hesitation.
Wesley’s military-industrial company supplied the army with cutting-edge weapons. Without his innovations, the military’s technological advancement would have stagnated.
This unique position had earned him the only civilian authorization for unrestricted airspace travel.
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His helicopter wasn’t just transportation—it was a perfect pass.
Wesley’s eyes flickered with interest. “You need to enter a restricted zone?”
“No.” Elena enunciated each word clearly. “I need to cross it and enter Avaloria’s airspace to find someone.”
Lydia’s final signal had disappeared somewhere in the dense forests of Avaloria, near Houis.
Narrowing his eyes, Wesley examined Elena intently. Her grave demeanor revealed no signs of deception.
He inquired, “Relations between Avaloria and our nation remain precarious. Are you certain about venturing into Avaloria’s airspace?”
Upon entering Avaloria’s airspace, Elena would forfeit all protection. If detected by Avaloria’s military forces, she would immediately be classified as a spy and shot down without warning.
Elena nodded. “Yes.”
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