"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.

with guns in their hands, pointing at

goggled in shock, wondering why he was still

Impossible.

Hit and run.

Not

tracks, bounced from country to country, and finally stayed in such a small place. How could the police of

the warrant and stepped forward, directly placing cold

in his hand dropped and smashed

leisure was no

the Larro international airport in the capital of H Rovirsa at 4

Sylvia stepped off, she saw Logan's

in the car

see the back of a Land

a special coolness and the sky was pale. The breezes

to Franklin as she read

man, who was tall and straight, angrily,

said indifferently,

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

Franklin finally dropped his gaze to Darcie, which was cold

tremble, thinking that the man was eventually willing to take a look at her. When she was still pondering whether she had put on good make-up, the

feel a bit furious that he actually

her. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in

"Bombshells on Twitter. For Mrs. Maskelyne's video

brow furrowed. He stared at the hashtags on Twitter and

was observing

to the extreme. Sylvia, Franklin's

said, "Captain Franklin, Mrs. Maskelyne is quite good at hyping herself. It is astonishing. You should teach her a

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