"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.

policemen in uniform rushed in with guns in their hands,

in shock, wondering why he was still found

Impossible.

and run. Be in arrears with the salaries for migrant workers.

got wrong. Not me!"

stayed in such a

warrant and

pale. The glass in his hand dropped and smashed

no longer on

landed at the Larro international airport

soon as Sylvia stepped off, she saw

directly got in the car

he could only see the back

there was a special coolness and the

came to Franklin as she read

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

said

hyping.” Darcie didn't dissimulate the

gaze to Darcie,

man was eventually willing to take a look at her. When she was still pondering whether she had put on

feel a bit furious that

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

furrowed. He stared at the

observing his

extreme. Sylvia, Franklin's wrath

herself. It is astonishing. You should teach her a lesson as she

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