Chapter 2 - The Voice from the Past
The heavy, cinematic tension in the first-class cabin was absolutely paralyzing.
Stepping protectively in front of the terrified little girl was Sarah. She was a thirty-something flight attendant wearing a crisp, professional beige uniform with a maroon scarf tied elegantly around her neck. Her dark brunette hair was pulled back into a neat, low bun.
Sarah didn't flinch. She didn't cower under the billionaire fiancée's screaming. The absolute, terrifying restraint she showed was infinitely more powerful than throwing a tantrum.
She gently placed a protective hand on Lily’s small shoulder, keeping the trembling child safely behind her.
"Ma'am," Sarah stated, her voice incredibly calm, firm, and ringing with absolute, undeniable authority. "This child has a valid first-class ticket. She is not moving anywhere."
Sitting in his plush leather seat, Wesley completely stopped breathing.
The air in his lungs violently turned to absolute ice. The expensive laptop nearly slipped from his hands.
He didn't just hear a flight attendant defending a child. He heard a very specific, deeply familiar voice that instantly sent a massive, agonizing shockwave straight through his entire chest. It was a voice that had haunted his dreams and his darkest regrets for the last seven agonizing years.
Wesley’s irritation completely, instantly vanished, entirely replaced by pure, unadulterated, earth-shattering shock.
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His highly tactical, brilliant mind desperately tried to process the impossible reality. He hadn't heard that voice since the day his marriage violently, mysteriously collapsed.
👉 How will the billionaire CEO react when he finally looks at the flight attendant?
