"Rumor! Mrs. Maskelyne got on Captain Franklin's flight. They are lovey-dovey."

"Seemingly you guys can marry Captain Franklin if they get divorced.” "LOL. In Mrs. Maskelyne's corner 100%."

There were also some voices of conspiracy theorists, like "I think it's a publicity trick used by SouthStar Airlines to build a positive image again."

"Publicity trick? They did encounter turbulence. Captain Franklin managed to deal with it. Chief purser got injured. Mrs. Maskelyne pacified the passengers. Those were the facts. Could SouthStar Airlines anticipate such an accident? And did they dare to market themselves with the lives of more than one hundred passengers?"

"I agree with the upper. Obviously, it is instinctual in dangerous situations. And passengers and stewardesses didn't know she is Mrs. Maskelyne before. Captain Franklin is masterly, and Mrs. Maskelyne is strong-minded."

"They are fabulous! If Captain Franklin had been not so professional, what we are talking about would be an air disaster instead. And sis! It will be another disaster for SouthStar Airlines’ reputation. So, you guys still think they just hype themselves with this? Unless they are out of mind."

A small country in the Eastern Evodroupoli far away.

In a lush three-floor villa.

At ease, a middle-aged man was sitting in front of the swimming pool in the courtyard. Basked in the sunshine, he leisurely wobbled the red wine in his glass.

He took a sip from time to time. Some domestics were doing the cleaning and sporadically came to him and asked about his needs.

At this moment.

There was a "bang" from the gate of the villa.

It startled the man, and the servants ran out, speaking about something in the local language.

"Go and see!" The man ordered.

A young lady was about to go to the gate.

uniform rushed in with guns in their hands, pointing at the

wondering why he was still found even if he fled

Impossible.

laws of H Rovirsa. Hit and run. Be in arrears with the salaries for migrant workers. Embezzle the money for projects. And

Not

hiding his tracks, bounced from country to country, and finally stayed in

warrant and stepped forward, directly placing cold handcuffs

glass in his

no longer on

all night, the plane safely landed at the Larro international airport

stepped

got in the

he could only see the

a special coolness and

came to Franklin as she read Twitter,

the man, who was tall and straight, angrily, "Look at

said indifferently,

Maskelyne is hyping.” Darcie didn't dissimulate the smugness in her eyes, "Unexpectedly, she

dropped his gaze to Darcie,

at her. When she was still pondering whether she had put

Franklin, here." It made Darcie feel a bit furious that he

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lifted her phone and showed Franklin, "Bombshells on Twitter.

brow furrowed. He stared at the hashtags on Twitter and wondered why they became the trending

observing his

extreme. Sylvia, Franklin's wrath was to confront

hyping herself. It is astonishing. You should teach

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