Chapter 213

Cooper did not think too much about it. Worried, he said, "I suppose I

should go and have a look. Captain Franklin, let's switch shifts."

Words failed Darcie. She glared at Cooper and thought, “It's none of

your business! This is not what I want!"

Tiffany looked towards the cockpit from time to time, and it was a while

before the cockpit door opened.

Her eyes lit up with surprise as she looked over. And then she was

dumbfounded.

It was not Franklin. It was a man she had never seen.

"Which passenger is not feeling well?" Cooper looked down at Darcie

and asked.

Darcie pointed at Tiffany with a livid face, "It's this lady.”

Tiffany looked at Darcie with reproach and confusion.

Darcie glanced at her and asked with concern, "Excuse me, Miss, how

are you right now?"

“I'm much better.” Tiffany was angry, but she couldn't show it before

Brayden. She continued to play weak. "Can you get me a glass of

water?"

Darcie resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "Bitch, how dare you order me

to do that." Anger made her forget that serving passengers was her job.

Darcie poured a glass of water, brought it to Tiffany, and got the

medicine out of the medical kit. "Excuse me, Miss, do you want to take

it?"

Tiffany took a sip of water and said in a small voice, "No, I don't dare to

take random medication without a prescription.”

Cooper asked Tiffany a few more questions and returned to the cockpit

after knowing that Tiffany was not very serious.

Brayden remained expressionless the whole time. With an eyeshade,

he looked as if he was asleep.

He thought, "This woman is scheming. She pretends to be sick to see

Franklin!"

Failing to see Franklin, Tiffany got a new idea.

While eating her breakfast, she asked Elsa with a bad attitude, "Where

is the chief purser? Who is the chief purser?"

Elsa frowned as she heard Tiffany's harsh tone, but she quickly calmed

down.

With a standard smile, she walked over to Tiffany and asked in a soft

voice, “Hello, I am the chief purser of this flight. What can I do for you?"

"What's going on with you guys? There is a hair in this porridge!"

Tiffany pointed to the porridge in front of her and said, "Look at it

yourself! It is so disgusting!"

"A hair?" Elsa was stunned for a moment and hurriedly looked towards

the porridge, only to see that there was indeed a yellowing hair in it.

It looks extremely conspicuous.

Airplane meals were always made according to stringent standards, so

there shouldn't be hair in them. There had never been anything like

this.

Elsa's first instinct was to apologize. "I'm sorry. We will deal with it for

you. I'll take this bow! of porridge away and make a new bowl for you.

Do you think it's okay?"

"No!" Tiffany said sternly, "I must speak to your captain! Ask him to

come out and settle this matter for me!"

Her tone was so harsh that she left no room for compromise.

Elsa was in a dilemma about whether to do as Tiffany said. Everything

in SouthStar Airlines was done to exacting specifications, so they had

never made such a mistake.

What was going on with the porridge?

Darcie came over and whispered to Elsa. "Chief purser, why don't we

have Captain Franklin deal with this? This passenger looks like a hard-

core."

Elsa sighed. "You go find Captain Franklin, and I'll be here to calm her

down."

Darcie was happy that she could talk to Franklin again! Hooray!

She immediately walked toward the cockpit.

Franklin did not refuse but walked directly toward Tiffany's seat.

From a distance, he heard a familiar sharp female voice, "What's wrong

with you guys? I'm disgusted by your porridge! I want an explanation! I

swear I won't let it go!"

Elsa took a deep breath and kept smiling at Tiffany. Just as she was

about to break down emotionally, she heard a cold voice overhead.

"What do you want to say?"

Tiffany was throwing a hit when she heard Franklin's magnetic and cold

voice. Surprised, she looked up at him.

Tall and stalwart, Franklin looked handsome in his captain's uniform.

As he came, despite a cold face, he distinguished himself from anyone

else at present.

What a perfect man!

Many female passengers couldn't help but look toward him.

"Frank, I can't believe this is your flight! What a coincidence! It's the first

time I've seen you in a captain's uniform!" Tiffany stood up excitedly

and said to Franklin.

Her cheeks were crimson with affection. She repressed the urge to

swoop into Franklin's arms.

Elsa froze.

She thought, "Why does this woman know Captain Franklin? She even

calls Captain Franklin “Frank’! What's it? What is the relationship

between them?"

Even Darcie also froze.

She felt disgusted! She glared at Tiffany with anger and jealousy. “What

a bitch! How dare she call Captain Franklin that way!"

The others also looked at Tiffany and Franklin curiously, very curious

about their relationship.

With a sullen face, Franklin pursed his lips.

"Miss Evans, we are not even friends, so please address me as

Captain Franklin."

What Franklin said burst Tiffany's bubbles at once.

She was disappointed, upset, and sad.

She looked at Franklin with sorrow, flushed with embarrassment and

humiliation in the eyes, "Captain Franklin, there's a hair in this

porridge.”

Franklin lowered his eyes and looked toward the porridge.

With a glance at Tiffany's blond hair, his eyes turned sharp and cold.

Franklin had great confidence in the service and hygiene of SouthStar

Airlines.

He sneered, "Miss Evans, I don't think it's a good drama."

Tiffany's face paled. "Captain Franklin, what do you mean by that?"

She thought, “Does he detect my lie? No, it's impossible. He has been

in the cockpit all the time, so he couldn't have seen what I did!"