Chapter 340: Under Control

The plane flew smoothly at high altitude, the melodious "Blue Danube" piano music flowing through the cabin.

Brian squinted his eyes, gently swaying the crystal glass in his hand, as if completely intoxicated by the alluring music. Several black bodyguards stood behind him.

Helen Blair sat opposite him, calmly watching him. Neither questioning nor showing any panic, as composed as if she were in a conference room.

Perhaps it was because Helen Blair was too calm that the seemingly relaxed Brian couldn't help but open his eyes, shooting an electric gaze at her.

"Why don't you ask anything?"

Helen Blair looked at him unhurriedly, "You went to so much effort to bring me here, I don't believe it's as simple as inviting me for a drink. Even if I don't ask, you'll speak."

At this point, panic would be useless. Only by keeping a cool head and emotions in check could she think of the best way to escape.