Damon gave her a deep look before finally hoisting her up into the helicopter.
“Yasmine!”
“Boyd.” Yasmine's voice was chilled, devoid of warmth. “If you still want to hurt people, you'll have to take me down first.”
Boyd's eyes shook, dark and deep. He looked stunned, dropping the gun in his hands.
“I wouldn’t shoot you, Yasmine…”
“Don’t call me,” Yasmine said coldly. “I might not be able to move, but my mind is clear. I know better than anyone whether you would shoot me.”
Boyd's tall figure swayed, standing still as the wind from the helicopter's takeoff stung his eyes. Yet, he still looked up, watching as Damon lifted Yasmine onto the helicopter.
The wind whipped at his dark coat, his hand tightly gripping the gun, but he didn't move.
Damon glanced at the man standing below. His figure was tall and slender, emanating the steady and grand air of a long-time leader. But now, he looked like an abandoned child, alone and helpless, watching as the most important person in his life left him.
Damon was puzzled. The relationship between Yasmine and Boyd didn't seem as straightforward as a rescuer and a rescuee. They had spent years together, but the differences between them weren't just recent. They might have known each other for a long time.
Nate also climbed into the helicopter. When the gunfire started, he shielded Damon and was shot twice.
The helicopter door closed, and the smell of blood filled the air. Damon frowned. “Are you okay?”
Nate replied with surprise, “I’m fine! Sir, I’m sorry that you…”
“I’m fine.”
Yasmine sat to the side, her gaze sweeping over the two men. “Find somewhere to treat the wounds.”
“Yes, sir, the bullet in your body needs…”
“No need,” Damon declined quietly, glancing at his watch. His expression grew even grimmer. “We’re running out of time.”
Nate’s heart pounded. Yes, time was…
Yasmine turned to look at Damon. He was handsome and tall, with a noble air. Even with a bullet lodged in his body, his expression remained composed. She gave a slight smile, as she was content with the man before her.
“How did you and Chloe start?”
“It was a lucky encounter. I was smitten at first sight.”
Yasmine gave a faint smile. “Love at first sight?” Her gaze traveled past Damon and out the window at the man still standing below. Her lips curled up in a sarcastic smile. “Decades-long feelings aren't always reliable, let alone love at first sight…”
Damon frowned slightly. “We can't generalize. Just because some people have failed in love, does that mean we will too?”
Yasmine raised an eyebrow, tilting her head to look at him. “So you're so sure, just based on love at first sight? Where does this confidence come from?”
Damon gave a small smile. “It seems you don't quite understand how amazing your daughter is.”
Yasmine's sarcastic smile froze. She stared at Damon for a few seconds, then finally burst out laughing.
“Really? I think my daughter has the potential to be a heartbreaker.”
The man behind them, Nate, who had been shot twice, wanted to say, “She definitely is a heartbreaker. She's got Damon completely smitten!”
Damon didn’t deny it. “Hmm.”
Yasmine looked surprised, then finally broke into a pleased smile. “Good. Seeing you head over heels for my daughter is very satisfying.”
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