That was the best survival rate he could offer. Gale shook her head repeatedly. "Only eighty... just eighty! Shawn, do you realize that even a 0.01% failure rate could lead to Joshua's death?"

"I..."

"You didn't give it your all! If it were me kidnapped right now, would you initiate a rescue operation with only an 80% chance of success?" Gale said.

Shawn had nothing to say. After a while, he responded, "That's why I can only be grateful that the hostage isn't you."

Gale's body trembled.

Meanwhile, Natalie had climbed onto the window silt with Joshua. The window was wide open. Natalie's hair was disheveled from the strong winds, resembling a female ghost. Gale's skirt and Shawn's shirt fluttered in the wind, accompanied by the whistling sound.

"Hahaha..." The wind carried Natalie's laughter far. "Finally, I'm about to succeed. As long as I take one leap, everything will be over, all over..."

"I, Natalie, have never feared death. What I fear is dying alone! Now, someone is keepin