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,

her lips with a kiss before she

rudeness, oppression, and obsession.

door of the service

a little bit. Sylvia seized the chance to push him away and glared at him breathlessly, “Are you crazy? What if the crew members saw it?" Her voice sounded a little bit hoarse

cabin was chaotic now. Otherwise, someone could have seen it, and it

face and said with anger surging up inside his chest, “You're my wife. What's wrong with it if I

your mind? Or did you lose your

down and said, “Or, are you in love with someone

looked away and didn’t

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

She could do nothing else but hold the other half of the lipstick in

Franklin spit out the half lipstick and threw it into the

with unfathomable emotions when he

the crew only. I'd better get out,” Sylvia

went into

way out of line!” Cooper couldn't

sat on

kissed Sylvia

on with the topic, Cooper lowered his head

hashtag, “Top Martial Artists Fought at

“Franklin, Look! Miss Andrews is fighting dozens of rough guys at

I really admire her

woman be so

got a glimpse of Cooper's phone and saw the videos that the

skillfully. And she beat the hell

one more time! Now she was getting more and

Franklin couldn't help smiling.

phone and logged in to Twitter to see how Sylvia beat the shit

a heated discussion

so many guys

she offend some

big guys are really good at

top martial

than any action

and Cooper put away their phones at the same time, informed everyone on board, and listened to the instruction of the control tower to take off and head for

night. The lights on the plane

and tried to rest after she came

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