Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!
Chapter 519: Get Out of Here!

Chapter 519: Get Out of Here!

"By the way, the pilot—he seems to be part of the Scott family, too. Be cautious. I’ll go find an excuse to get him onto the plane. You wait for him there," Carly whispered, her eyes gleaming with determination as she handed a USB drive to Ella.

"This... contains all the incriminating evidence against Dr. Scott. I don’t want him living in this world any longer."

Ella nodded, her eyes slightly moist. She wasn’t sure how to express her gratitude.

"Miss Carly..."

"No need to thank me. I’ll go distract the others for you."

If her guess was correct, there were still two bodyguards outside. Carly was determined to lead them away.

Ella furrowed her brows. "But... what about your safety?"

"For someone like me, whether I live or die doesn’t make much of a difference," Carly replied, her voice fading like a whisper in the wind. She turned and strode toward the exit.

She was already numb. If she left this place, she truly wouldn’t know how to survive.

Carly paused near the rusty iron door, where sunlight highlighted her gaunt face.

The sea breeze carried a faint stench of mud, ruffling the air. "I really like Elias. He... gave me the courage to fight back. I hope you two can escape this place."

With that, Carly turned and walked away once more.

Ella stood frozen in place, her heart pounding wildly. No matter what, Carly was risking her life to distract the guards.

What if something happened to her? How could Ella live with herself?

There was no time to hesitate. Ella knew she had to take Elias and leave immediately.

Meanwhile, Carly had reached the front gate, anxiously exclaiming, "Something’s wrong! Someone’s infiltrated the island... near the backyard! I’m injured!"

Blood from earlier had stained her white dress when she struck the bodyguard.

The two guards exchanged glances and immediately rushed toward the backyard.

Ella and little Elias waited quietly at the entrance to the basement, listening as the footsteps receded.

Then Carly’s voice came softly, signaling that it was safe. Only then did Ella and Elias cautiously emerge.

"Go, now!" Carly whispered urgently.

Ella felt a surge of emotion in her chest. She leaned down and said to Elias, "Elias, thank Miss Carly."

"Thank you, Miss Carly!" Elias obediently echoed, even though he had no idea why his mom insisted on this.

Ella quickly thanked Carly again before pulling Elias toward the airstrip.

The small airfield wasn’t far from the dock. Ella guided Elias there, crouching on the far side of the plane to stay out of sight.

There were no fishermen by the shore. Even if there were, they were used to seeing little Elias playing outside and wouldn’t think much of it.

The sea breeze was freezing. Ella took off her jacket and draped it over her son’s shoulders. Not far away, a flock of pigeons cooed, occasionally fluttering to the trees or pecking at the sand.

"Mommy, look at those pigeons. They’re so pretty... Can we go play with them?" Elias asked excitedly, tugging at Ella’s hand, unaware of the gravity of the situation.

Ella crouched down to his level. "Elias, we’re waiting for the pilot right now. Don’t make any noise. Mommy wants to surprise him, okay?"

Elias blinked, puzzled. Mommy seemed different today.

"Mommy, what’s that in your hand?" he asked curiously.

Ella gave a small smile. "A gun."

"A real gun?"

"Yes. Elias, please don’t say another word. Mommy is scared of bad people, so I have to carry this to protect us."

Ella’s voice was light, almost playful, but her trembling hands and shivering body betrayed her tension—or was it the cold?

Elias nodded obediently and hugged Ella tightly, trying to warm her trembling body.

The waves crashed heavily against the jagged rocks by the shore, producing crisp echoes that lingered in the air.

At the far end of the road, a villa concealed by trees remained eerily still, with no one emerging from its depths.

At this moment...

Kari had changed into a clean nurse’s uniform and stepped lightly into the laboratory.

Isaac and two assistants were busy disinfecting something.

Hearing approaching footsteps, Isaac glanced over, spotting Kari. He cast a brief, indifferent look behind her and, seeing no one, asked, "Why are you back? Where are they? Two men can’t even handle that woman from Country S?"

Kari chuckled softly. "Not at all. Elias said he needed to use the restroom before coming over. It’s just taking him a bit longer."

Isaac snorted but didn’t show any signs of suspicion.

When Kari had first arrived, she had been stubborn and resistant, but after enduring relentless torment, she eventually submitted.

Thus, Isaac had no reason to doubt her now.

Remaining calm, Kari walked to her workstation and sat down. The sunlight streaming in from outside cast a golden glow on her desk. She knew it wouldn’t be long before Ella could escape this place.

After all, she had just spoken with the pilot, Logan.

Logan, in his early thirties, had been trained by Mason at great expense. Logan remained oblivious to the fact that Mason had been drugged by Isaac.

When Kari found Logan earlier, she fabricated an excuse, claiming there had been an intrusion and Mason had instructed him to head to the plane immediately.

As she recalled the scene, a faint smile appeared on her lips. Soon, the children here would be rescued. Though they wouldn’t survive much longer, they would finally find peace.

And in this world, neither Isaac nor his research island would exist anymore.

At this moment...

Logan arrived at the plane, but Mason was nowhere to be seen. Instead, Ella suddenly appeared from the side, a gun pointed coldly at his head.

"Mr. Scott, open the plane and take us away right now!"

Logan, despite working for Mason, had never encountered a firearm before. He was completely unaware of the island’s sinister purpose.

He simply did what he was told—flying Mason in and out. But now, faced with the barrel of a gun and the ice-cold gaze of a woman radiating murderous intent, Logan panicked.

"Please don’t shoot! I’ll do whatever you say!" Logan stammered, raising his hands in surrender.

Ella issued a chilling command, "Open the plane door now and fly us out of here!"

Logan, hands still raised, complied immediately, moving to open the plane’s cabin door.

Little Elias clapped his hands in delight. "Wow, this uncle is so cute and obedient! He listens to Mommy so well!"

Ella pressed her lips together, torn between laughter and frustration. She pulled her son along and boarded the plane.

Fixing her icy stare on Logan, she warned, "Don’t try anything foolish, or I won’t hesitate to act."

Logan nodded fervently and retreated to the cockpit without a word.

Ella secured Elias’s seatbelt, then fastened her own. Glancing out the window and seeing no one chasing them, she exhaled deeply in relief.

"Alright, take us away from here. Your Mr. Scott has already been drugged by that lunatic Isaac. Once we return to Country W, we’ll report everything to the authorities," Ella said in a quiet but firm tone, the heavy burden in her heart finally lifting.