Chapter 65
The sudden situation left Dane blinking in confusion. What the hell is going on?
The moment of confusion didn’t last long. He quickly regained his composure and shouted urgently.
"What are you doing? Are you crazy?"
He wanted to rush over and pull Grayson inside immediately, but it wasn’t easy. The wind was too strong, and if he wasn’t careful, they might both fall, and that would be the end of everything. Grayson stood facing the open door with his back to the gaping space, holding onto the top. If that hand slipped even a little... just imagining it made Dane shiver.
"Stop it! What are you doing? It’s dangerous! You’re going to die!"
While trying to maintain balance in the shaking helicopter, Dane shouted with his torso half bent. Grayson remained standing there, opening his mouth.
"I can’t take it anymore. I’m getting out."
"Where the hell do you think you’re going, you piece of shit! Stay right there! Don’t move, I’ll help you, just ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) stay there!"
Dane yelled desperately. Grayson, with a pale face, was trembling, his fear clearly showing on his face. He was in full panic, completely out of his mind. Damn it! When Dane felt that crushing sense of helplessness, Grayson spoke.
"Goodbye. It was fun while it lasted."
"No...!"
The moment Grayson let go of the door handle seemed to stretch in Dane’s vision, as though time was slowing down. The fingers slowly detached from the handle, and it felt like an eternity. Dane's body, propelled by his scream, moved forward, but whether it was due to the resistance of the wind or something else, it felt strangely heavy and slow. His hand reached out. Just as he thought it was futile, that his hand would swish through empty air, suddenly, Grayson grabbed Dane’s arm.