Chapter 314

The helicopter's blades thundered louder as it approached. Stella Johnson looked up just in time to see a chopper with the Anderson logo touch down on the rooftop. Michael Anderson jumped off quickly. But the moment he saw Stella's disheveled look and Charles Hart barely holding it together from the virus, he clenched his jaw, clearly suppressing some serious anger. "Stella, get in!" he held out a hand. "The fire's gonna spread here any second!" Stella helped Charles up, only for one of Michael’s bodyguards to suddenly block their path. "What the hell?" Her voice turned icy. Michael took a breath. "Helicopter can only take two. He has to stay." "Then we’re staying too." Without so much as a blink, Stella let go of Michael’s hand and went right back to Charles. Charles managed a tired smile. "Stella, go with him." He gently brushed her cheek. "Promise me you'll live." "Shut it!" Her eyes turned red as she snapped back. "You think this is noble or something? Charles Hart, either we both