Billionaire Heir Humiliates Flight Attendant, But Airline Founder's Revenge Is Swift!
Previously: On a freezing Christmas Eve, a spoiled billionaire heir publicly humiliates a struggling flight attendant. Little does he know, the airline's founder is watching, and his quiet fury will lead to a devastating downfall.
The Flight Attendant's Plea and the Founder's Fury
Armand Dubois continued his tirade, his mocking amusement growing as Hannah struggled to maintain her composure. "By midnight, you'll be fired and blacklisted from aviation," he declared, his voice laced with ruthless entitlement. "Nobody on that jet would ever believe a worthless attendant over a Black Diamond VIP like me." He stepped aggressively closer, flicking the rim of his empty crystal goblet against the gold flight wings pinned over Hannah's heart, the gesture dripping with contempt. Hannah bit her quivering lower lip, raw terror constricting her chest as her breath hitched. She clutched her trembling hands against her chest, shivering violently as freezing droplets of red wine and slush clung to her eyelashes.
"I apologized four times on the flight, Mr. Dubois... my mother is in the ICU tonight, please just let me go," Hannah managed, her voice breaking with desperate dignity.
Armand merely grinned, savoring her humiliation. But his smug satisfaction was shattered when Arthur Vance deliberately stepped into the harsh pool of boutique light behind them. Vance strode between the two, snow dusting his broad shoulders, his piercing slate-blue eyes locking onto Armand with crushing, immovable authority. "I sat in seat 2B across the aisle watching you harass her for six hours, Armand," Vance's deep, razor-sharp baritone cut through the wind, "and I believe every single word she says." Armand, his mocking smirk freezing into bewildered irritation, whipped around, his neck veins bulging as he pointed an aggressive, leather-gloved finger into Vance's face.
"And who the hell are you to lecture me, old man? Do you have any idea how much money my father spends on this airline?!"
Arthur Vance simply stared back, unblinking. An icy, unyielding smile touched his lips as he reached into his coat. Hannah held her breath, stunned disbelief warring with a flicker of hope as the founder of her airline stood firm against the spoiled heir.
”Hannah held her breath, stunned disbelief warring with a flicker of hope as the founder of her airline stood firm against the spoiled heir.