"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.

in with guns in their hands,

shock, wondering why he was still found even

Impossible.

Rovirsa. Hit and run. Be in arrears with the salaries for migrant workers. Embezzle the money for projects. And now,

wrong. Not

country, and finally stayed in such a

policeman put away the warrant and stepped

deathly pale. The glass in his

leisure was no longer

all night, the plane safely landed at the Larro

as Sylvia stepped off,

the car without saying a

only see the back of a Land Rover galloping

the wee hours, there was a special coolness and the sky was pale. The breezes were a bit

as she

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

said indifferently, standing

seems that Mrs. Maskelyne is hyping.” Darcie didn't dissimulate the smugness in her eyes, "Unexpectedly, she actually wants to be

his gaze to

look at her. When she was still pondering whether she

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

Thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

on Twitter. For Mrs. Maskelyne's video and another

at the

was observing

excited to the extreme. Sylvia, Franklin's wrath

immediately said, "Captain Franklin, Mrs. Maskelyne is quite good at hyping herself. It is astonishing. You

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