"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, pointing at the

why he was still found even if he

Impossible.

his arrest and said, "Buddy Burton. You have violated the laws of H Rovirsa. Hit and run. Be in arrears with the salaries for migrant workers. Embezzle the money for projects.

wrong. Not

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

away." The policeman put away the warrant and

deathly pale. The glass in his hand

no longer

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

soon as Sylvia stepped

in the car

chased out, he could only see the back of

special coolness and the sky was pale. The

as she read

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

he said indifferently, standing

seems that Mrs. Maskelyne is hyping.” Darcie didn't dissimulate the smugness in her eyes,

dropped his gaze to Darcie, which

excited that her fingers couldn't help but 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 man's quiet voice

a bit furious that he actually didn't

Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ

showed Franklin, "Bombshells on Twitter. For Mrs.

the hashtags on Twitter

observing

her excited to the extreme. Sylvia, Franklin's wrath was to confront

is quite good at hyping herself. It is astonishing. You should teach her a lesson as she did a

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