Chapter 400

The word "little sister" left everyone puzzled. Who was he calling? “Paul, I…” Before April Ashcroft could finish, Paul Hartwell cut her off. “What do you mean ‘I’? Your face is pale as a sheet, and you’re still trying to tough it out? Get over here and sit down properly.” Without giving her any room to argue, Paul pulled her aside decisively, firmly pressing her shoulders down to make her sit. His eyes darted toward Sullivan Fletcher, glaring daggers at him. Don’t think he didn’t know. His cousin had stayed single all these years, and the reason why was no mystery to him. Sullivan, however, showed no reaction to Paul’s intense stare. His expression remained calm and composed, unwaveringly sharp as he barely spared Paul a glance before directing his gaze back up to the circling aircraft overhead. As the team’s top commander, the weight of responsibility wasn’t something he could set aside—everyone else could relax, but not him. “Captain Ashcroft, is that your older cousin?” someone fro