After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 148

The middle-aged woman, who took the lead to attack Elsa, shouted with disdain, “Who are you? Who the fuck do you think you are to act like a hero? You know what, the plane must take off now!”

Right at that moment, the door of the cockpit was opened.

Franklin stood up in front of everyone. He looked at Sylvia coldly and looked less gloomy after he found she wasn't injured.

But he frowned when he saw the blood on Elsa's arms.

He grabbed the middle-aged woman's arm and the latter screamed out of pain, “What are you doing? You know what, I'm the passenger. You should treat me with full respect! Ouch! Oh my lord! It hurts a lot!" Franklin looked at the middle-aged woman indifferently and said in an icy tone of voice, “As the captain of the flight, I request you to get off the plane right away. We'll charge you for disrupting the flight for what you've done here.”

The middle-aged woman's face looked deadly pale.

“Who...who the hell are you to ask me to do that?”

“I am Franklin Maskelyne!”

Hearing it, everyone in the cabin fell into silence.

Franklin Maskelyne? The president of SouthStar Airlines? The captain? Holy shit! They were on his flight!

At the same time, the airport police boarded and took away the middie- aged woman and the other several troublemakers.

All the passengers were as mute as a fish.

Franklin went straight to Sylvia, ignored the others’ gazes, and grabbed her wrist, “Are you injured?”

He checked her red and swollen wound and didn’t see it getting worse. Then he sighed with relief.

Sylvia took back her hand and said in a low voice, “I'm fine. Elsa's wound needs to be taken care of. Can you please bring the medical kit over?”

Franklin still looked terribly gloomy and told Darcie, “Go fetch the medical kit.”

Darice came back to earth and brought the medical kit over.

Sylvia opened the medical kit and began disinfecting and dressing Elsa's wound. Fortunately, it wasn't badly hurt.

Darice and the other stewardess got down to some issues on the spot. Sylvia finished dressing the wound for Elsa and stood up to glance at the other stewardess who got their hands full. So, she had to put away the medical kit personally.

Franklin was standing at the cockpit door and watching her.

She could sense the familiar feeling of oppression.

him, pulled her

sealed her lips with a kiss

kinda rudeness, oppression, and obsession. Sylvia couldn't help

the

to push him away and glared at him breathlessly, “Are you crazy? What if the crew members saw

cabin was chaotic now. Otherwise, someone could have

on a straight face and said with anger surging up inside his

your mind? Or did you lose your

up and down and said, “Or, are you in

Sylvia looked away and didn’t talk to him

a bite of her lipstick. Then he seized the half lipstick in his teeth and applied it to her

to move at all. She could do nothing else but

later, Franklin spit out the half lipstick and threw it into the dustbin beside

dark with unfathomable emotions when he stared at her

better get out,” Sylvia said and turned to

went into the

way out of

anything in reply. Instead, he just sat on his seat and recalled the

he had kissed Sylvia on the plane. And, it

silence, instead of going on with the topic, Cooper lowered

trending hashtag, “Top Martial Artists Fought at the Airport”. In no time, he clinked it

Miss Andrews is fighting dozens

really admire her

a woman

of Cooper's phone and saw the

smoothly and skillfully. And she beat the hell out of the big guys. Surely, that

a trending topic one more

Franklin couldn't help smiling.

to Twitter to see how

aroused a heated

many

she offend

big guys

I see top martial artists

cooler than

called and told them the plane could take off. Franklin and Cooper put away their phones at the same time, informed everyone on board, and

late at night. The lights on the plane were dim accordingly. Most of the

magazine, stretched herself, and tried to rest after she came back from

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