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 with strength,

with a kiss

oppression, and obsession. Sylvia couldn't help

of the service cabin and kissed her

loosened her a little bit. Sylvia seized the chance to push him away and glared at him breathlessly,

someone could

surging up inside his chest, “You're my wife. What's wrong with it if

you out of your mind? Or did you lose your memories? We're

He looked Sylvia up and down and said, “Or, are you in love with someone else?

of your business.” Sylvia looked away and didn’t talk to him

her purse and wanted to paint her lips. Suddenly, Franklin came over and had a bite of her lipstick. Then he seized the half lipstick

dared not to move at all. She could do nothing else but hold the other half of the lipstick

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

unfathomable emotions when he stared at

better get out,”

went into

passengers nowadays are way out of line!” Cooper couldn't help

sat on his seat and recalled the crazy

had kissed Sylvia on the

instead of going on with the topic, Cooper lowered

Fought at the Airport”. In no time, he

Miss Andrews is fighting dozens of

really admire her and want to learn martial arts

a woman be so

phone and saw the videos that the netizens posted on

skillfully. And she beat the hell out of

one more time! Now she was getting

Franklin couldn't help smiling.

to Twitter to see how

aroused a heated discussion on

many guys

she offend some

guys are really

martial

It's cooler than

put away their phones at the same time, informed everyone on board, and listened to the instruction of the control

lights on the plane were dim accordingly. Most of

herself, and tried to rest after she came back

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