NovelUpdateChapter 258 Elodie's pupils widened in shock.
The roar of the helicopter's blades thundered in her ears, the spinning rotors slicing closer by the second.
She instinctively tried to back away, but a shadow suddenly swept over her. Before she could react, a pair of strong arms enveloped her, pulling her swiftly to the side and out of harm's way.
All around, startled cries erupted.
Someone managed to bring the drone under control just in time, guiding it safely to a halt under the covered walkway.
Elodie was still frozen, her mind reeling, when Sylvie's anxious voice broke through the chaos. "Jarrod! Are you okay?!" It was only then that Elodie, still trembling, forced her eyes open.
Jarrod's dark, fathomless gaze met hers. His brow was furrowed, his expression grim, pupils dilated. She'd never seen Jarrod look so cold and intimidating.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRealizing how shaken she was, he immediately let her go.
As Jarrod stood, Elodie noticed for the first tthat the sleeve of his suit was shredded, blood streaming down his right arm and pooling on the ground beneath them. His palm and fingers were a mess of scrapes and cuts.
Sylvie rushed over, her face ashen. "Jarrod, are you badly hurt?" Maurice and the others gathered around, their faces tense and worried.
"What happened? Why did you suddenly..." Maurice glanced at Elodie, hesitating before finishing the question to Jarrod.
Why would Jarrod risk himself to save Elodie? Naylor and his team hurried over, the gravity of the situation finally sinking in.
"Just now, Ms. Fielding was standing close to Elodie. Mr. Silverstein must have grabbed the wrong person in the chaos," Naylor said, offering the only explanation that made sense.
The people around them finally processed what had happened.
Moments ago, Jarrod had been standing between Ms. Fielding and Ms. Thorne. When the drone cbarreling through, blocking out the light and making it impossible to see, instinct alone had taken over.
Jarrod's scowl deepened, but he didn't deny it.
He turned to Sylvie, his voice low and hoarse. "Are you alright?" Sylvie shook her head, pale but steady. "I'm fine. Don't worry about me." Jarrod didn't spare Elodie a single glance after that, as if it really had been nothing more than a split-second mistake.
Elias stepped forward to examine Jarrod's injury, quickly improvising a makeshift bandage to stop the bleeding. "You need a hospital. That's a deep cut-could be down to the bone." Naylor immediately called for a car. "Get Mr. Silverstein to the hospital!" The scene was on the verge of total chaos.
Alexander rushed over, his face thunderous, frantically checking Elodie from head to toe.
She hadn't suffered so much as a scratch.
Klein and Raleigh pushed through the crowd. Raleigh, ever the professional in a crisis, began directing people and restoring order. Klein shot Elodie a quick glance. "Are you alright, Ms. Thorne?" Elodie took a shaky breath. "I'm fine." Klein nodded and hurried off to clear a path for the ambulance.
Within minutes, the car was ready and waiting.
Jarrod was carefully helped inside.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs the crowd surged around her, Elodie found herself bumped and jostled several times.
Sylvie clung tightly to Jarrod, but just before she climbed into the car with him, she turned back and shot Elodie alfrosty, wordless glare before she disappearing inside. Elodie didn't miss the look. She could guess what Sylvie was thinking.
Sylvie was worried sick about Jarrod, and naturally, she blamed Elodie for what had happened.
Mr. Ableson pushed his way through the crowd, still visibly shaken. "Well, even if Mr. Silverstein saved them Ms. Thorne is at least Ms unharmed. With a drone that heavy, wrong person, at by aver she wouldn't have stood a chance.
And from the looks of it, Mr.
Silverstein and Ms. Fielding must be quite close."
He added, "Thank goodness Ms.
Fielding wasn't hurt, either.
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