Don’t Hurt Her!

To leave this place, it would be best to take down Mason and his people—except for the pilot.

 

But… did she have the ability to do that?

 

Ella bit her lip, suddenly having an idea. Her gaze shifted toward the elderly man strolling toward her.

 

This must be Mason's uncle, Isaac. He looked to be in his fifties or sixties, with a full head of white hair, yet his energy was remarkably vibrant.

 

He was slightly shorter, his eyes carrying a hint of cold amusement. "A little girl like you… you've got some nerve, kidnapping my nephew."

 

Ella sneered. "I'm only following your example!"

 

In that moment, Ella was nervous. She didn't know whether she should surrender and then look for a chance to take these people down later.

 

Isaac smiled gently. "Only someone like you could give birth to such a wonderful child as Elias. Put down the gun, and we'll treat you well."