Not having heart problems or other illnesses didn't mean she wasn't afraid.
As she resisted, the cabin door had already opened.
The wind suddenly blew in their direction.
Enna Clark instinctively dodged, but Baron Lawrence had already grabbed her hand and stood at the edge of the door.
"Do you see the mist below?"
Enna Clark looked down and there indeed was a layer of mist right beneath her feet.
The sight made her legs even weaker.
Baron Lawrence, however, seemed to care less, his handsome face exuding authority, "Jump down! You'll see our destination for tonight."
Enna Clark had lost all interest in tonight's destination. She shook her head and refused, "Baron Lawrence, forget it, I don't want to."
"I've already fastened your safety belt, nothing will happen."
So the safety belt was for jumping out of helicopters.
She had seen this extreme sport on TV, it looked thrilling there, but to do it herself… Enna Clark was still both physically and mentally resistant.
