As the helicopter blades sliced through the air, Wang Xiao gazed out of the window, his eyes reflecting the sprawling landscape below. Josephine sat across from him, her posture rigid with both awkwardness and anxiety. The roar of the helicopter's engines filled the cabin, yet a tense silence hung between them.
Finally, Josephine broke the silence, her voice barely audible over the noise. "Thank you for coming with me," she said, her eyes not quite meeting his. "I know this is unexpected."
Wang Xiao turned his gaze from the window to Josephine. "I'm interested in learning more about this attack," he said, his voice steady. "Your mother's involvement suggests she already knew about it."
Her expression flickered, revealing a brief moment of suprise.
Josephine seemed taken aback, perhaps even feeling a twinge of guilt for her initial decision to flee.