Chased Her Around After Breaking off His Engagement

Chapter 666 Nobody Exited the Plane 

The aircraft swayed amidst the clouds, oscillating back and forth like a small boat caught in a storm…

Sheila and the turbulent plane jolted from side to side, causing objects within the cabin to tumble to the floor.

Without delay, Isabella rushed towards the cockpit. The pilot, unable to maintain his grip any longer, collapsed. With nobody in control, the aircraft abruptly lost stability and descended rapidly…

“Ah…” A frightened scream echoed through the cabin, Sheila’s voice trembling with fear.

Isabella swiftly assisted the pilot to the co-pilot seat and deftly grasped the control stick.

Isabella had previous experience flying an airplane. Mr. Will had an extensive collection of private jets, and Isabella had the opportunity to pilot one of them for his business trips…

However, this latest model of private plane was unfamiliar to Isabella. It was her first encounter with this aircraft.

Given the current situation, Isabella needed to regain control of the plane and quickly bring it back to its original altitude. Her objective was to follow the designated flight path and safely land the aircraft on Stuart’s private runway.

As a result of the previous rapid descent, the plane was already flying at a low altitude. Isabella could see the tightly packed houses outside the cockpit. To prevent a collision with these houses, Isabella pulled back on the control stick, maneuvering the plane back into the sky.

The residents of the small town below witnessed a massive plane plummeting down, only to swiftly ascend again at an astonishing speed. They screamed in terror, finding it hard to believe what they had just witnessed…

The safety of their small town was at stake had the plane crashed!

Sheila was terrified, screaming repeatedly as she covered her ears and sought refuge in a corner. It was only when the plane’s movement stabilized, and the serene white clouds. came into view through the window…

Sheila found it hard to believe that the plane had managed to recover. She stared blankly momentarily, then glanced at the now stationary items on the floor… Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Sheila finally grasped the fact that she was safe!

Could it be because of Miss Isabella?

Did Miss Isabella possess the ability to fly a plane?!

Oh my goodness, Miss Isabella seemed capable of anything!

“Sheila.”

Isabella’s voice resonated through the intercom, steady and composed as always.

Still shaken, Sheila heard Isabella’s voice and immediately burst into tears. Her legs felt weak with fear as she crawled toward the door, moving closer to the intercom system. She managed to say, “Miss Isabella, I’m here. I’m alright…”

“The pilot needs your assistance. Please come over.””

Upon hearing that Diane required assistance, Sheila braced herself against the sofa, determined to stand up. However, her legs betrayed her, causing her to kneel on the ground.

“Miss, I’m sorry. I can’t get up…” Sheila’s voice quivered with a sob, feeling somewhat embarrassed. “My legs feel weak…”

“There are a few pressure points. Listen carefully,” Isabella instructed while seated in the pilot’s seat, operating the controls and guiding Sheila on where to apply pressure. Her gaze remained fixed on the screen, ensuring the plane stayed on the correct course.

Following Isabella’s instructions, Sheila massaged the pressure points, and miraculously, she was able to stand up. Sheila marveled once again at Miss Isabella’s remarkable abilities…

“Please bring me my backpack.”

“Yes.” Sheila took hold of Isabella’s backpack and swiftly entered the cockpit. Sheila observed Isabella sitting composedly in the pilot’s seat, confidently operating the buttons. Sheila’s legs weakened again, and she instinctively held onto the chair for support.

Sheila witnessed Miss Isabella piloting the plane firsthand, and the experience left her in awe…

“Miss Isabella, I’ve brought the backpack,” Sheila said, her voice trembling.

“Pass me Diane’s hand,” Isabella responded.

Sheila realized that Isabella was referring to Diane, who was seated in the co-pilot seat, and she promptly extended Diane’s hand to Isabella for a pulse check.

Isabella’s slender fingers gently touched Diane’s wrist, her gaze fixed ahead. “She suffered a sudden heart attack. In my backpack, there’s a small white pill bottle. Retrieve a pill, crush it, and dissolve it in water to administer to her.”

“Oh, alright…” Sheila hurriedly followed the instructions.

Sheila couldn’t believe Miss Isabella could save a life while simultaneously piloting the plane…

Who exactly was Isabella?

Her abilities, her composure, her aura…

Isabella was undeniably remarkable.

After Sheila administered the medication to Diane, Isabella calmly reminded Sheila, “The plane is preparing to land. Find a seat and fasten your seatbelt.”

“What about Diane?”

“Assist her in fastening her seatbelt.”

“Okay.”

Sheila promptly complied and settled into her seat. The plane descended, preparing to land at a luxurious private estate…

The landscape revealed an expansive green lawn stretching endlessly, with a lengthy adjacent runway.

An aged butler gazed up at the sky, and after a while, he finally spotted a plane approaching. He urgently spoke into the intercom, “It must be Miss Isabella’s plane. Is the runway cleared? Move all other aircraft to the side and ensure Miss Isabella’s plane has ample space!”

The plane swiftly zoomed past, gracefully descending toward its destination, before smoothly gliding onto the runway.

Sheila’s heart raced with apprehension. She never anticipated Miss Isabella would execute the landing with such finesse and flawlessness.

Miss Isabella was genuinely extraordinary!

The old butler looked carefully and realized it was the Logan family’s plane!!

Overjoyed, the butler immediately contacted Mr. Stuart, conveying, “Sir, Miss Isabella’s plane has arrived.”

“I see.”

Stuart, seated in his car, happened to catch sight of a plane gracefully descending onto his private runway. The chauffeur respectfully opened the car door, and as Stuart stepped out, the people around him bowed in deference.

“Good day, sir.”

Stuart gave a slight nod, his attention fixed on the plane. He had heard that Isabella had returned six months ago. Her medical skills were extraordinary, and she had even managed to cure his mother’s complex condition…

Isabella was undeniably an impressive young woman.

However, as the plane came to a halt on the runway, the cabin door opened, but no one disembarked.

The old butler had assembled a group of individuals to welcome them, but they lingered near the stairs, waiting in vain, for any sign of movement.

No one emerged, and no explanation was given.

The old butler looked at Stuart with confusion. “Sir, what should we do?”

“I’ll go up and have a look.”

Stuart ascended the stairs step by step, his coat billowing in the wind. He emanated an air of authority and dignity, every motion exuding elegance and presence.

As Stuart entered the cabin door, he looked at a young girl kneeling on the floor, tending to someone in need.

Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her beautiful, exquisite face radiated confidence and brilliance.

She was attending to a woman lying motionless on the sofa, displaying signs of discomfort.

Sheila was nearby, squatting and observing the person on the sofa with concern. She anxiously asked, “Miss Isabella, will Diane be alright?”

“She’ll be fine.” Isabella administered the herbal medicine to Diane. Upon hearing the commotion from the cabin door, isabella lifted her gaze and locked eyes with the man

Who was he?

Stuart? Stuart Harvey?