Billionaire's Daughter Attacks Flight Attendant, But The Chairman's Revenge Changes Everything

The Gala Incident

The air in the penthouse salon crackled with an opulent energy, a stark contrast to the tempest raging outside. Jagged bolts of violet lightning split the night sky, illuminating the rain-lashed cityscape far below. Inside, amidst the clinking of crystal and the murmur of elite conversation, a different kind of storm was brewing. Ruth, a poised flight attendant with years of dedicated service etched into her composed demeanor, stood with a silver beverage tray, her navy blazer immaculate, silver wings gleaming. Her practiced composure was shattered the moment Victoria Sterling, a young heiress dripping with arrogance and emerald satin, stepped into her path. Victoria’s platinum diamond choker glinted mockingly as she fixed Ruth with a look of pure disdain. Seated nearby, almost an observer in his own lavish domain, was Alexander Vance, the reclusive billionaire founder of Vance Global Air. He watched, his silence more potent than any outburst, a crystal glass of water held loosely in his hand.

"You're just an airborne maid, learn your place!"

The words, spat like venom, were accompanied by a violent act. Victoria hurled a crystal goblet, its contents a deep crimson vintage cabernet, directly at Ruth’s face. The liquid struck with shocking force, splashing across Ruth’s cheeks, soaking the pristine white collar of her shirt, and dripping down her jawline. Her eyes widened in stunned disbelief, her carefully maintained composure faltering. Ruth remained silent, her lips pressed firmly shut, a visible tremor betraying her inner turmoil as tears welled. Alexander Vance, however, was not impassive. His jaw tightened, a barely perceptible clench that spoke volumes of contained fury.