Chapter 151 A Female Pilot
Chapter 151 A Female Pilot
“Does this mean we get another free ride on the private jet? That’s amazing!”
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On the return trip, Jonathan didn’t take the controls. Instead, he stayed in the cabin, holding meetings and working through files. He was truly swamped–switching between three differentnguages, drinking only a few sips of water in two hours.
Watching him, Jessica muttered that she would never envy the rich again.
It wasn’t until they were almost over aton that Jonathan finally paused. He got up, nced at his watch, then turned to Anneliese. “We’ll bending in about fifteen minutes. The Airbus ACJ350 uses quite a few advancedposite materials. Want me to show you around?”
Of course, she was interested. Her eyes lit up instantly, and she practically bounced to her feet. “Yes, absolutely! This cabin is so quiet. It’s like sitting in a library.”
He gave a small nod. “The soundproofingyer uses nanoporous absorption, simr to 3M acoustic foam.”
“I’ve seen that in the research room before. It’s made of superfine fibersbined with nanoporous structures. Oh, and I looked at this couch earlier. It’s so light.”
“That’s carbon fiber honeb paneling.”
Jessica had originally been hoping to see her best friend and this devastatingly handsome billionaire share some steamy moment in the luxurious cabin–maybe a passionate wall kiss or a lingering stare over a ss of wine. She even had her phone camera sneakily ready.
But when she peeked over, the two of them were crouched in the corner, poking and prodding at the couch like a couple of engineers. To an outsider, it looked more like they were nning to hijack the ne.
Jessica pressed a hand to her forehead. <i>My </i><i>bestie </i><i>has </i><i>zero </i><i>ambition</i><i>, </i><i>and </i><i>Mr. </i><i>Fullbuster </i><i>isn’t </i><i>in </i><i>any </i><i>hurry </i><i>either</i><i>. </i><i>Neither </i><i>of </i><i>them </i><i>is </i><i>seizing </i><i>the </i><i>moment</i><i>. </i><i>I’m </i><i>stressing </i><i>out </i><i>while </i><i>they’re </i><i>cool </i><i>as </i><i>cucumbers</i>. <i>I’m </i><i>done</i><i>! </i>
Meanwhile, in Riveraton, Zacharias had called the police. Officers arrived quickly, collecting fingerprints and blood samples from the wrecked Audi before checking the surrounding area.
He followed them back to the station and waited restlessly, calling in favors and searching frantically for Anneliese. But his influence in Riveraton was limited. On top of that, he had no
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idea Jonathan had already put in a word to deliberately slow his search.
As a result, Zacharias found nothing.
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Fortunately, the forensic results confirmed that the blood samples from the car and the scene were type O. Anneliese’s blood type was B. Even so, the discovery did little to calm his fear.
While Zacharias was tearing his hair out, Anneliese and her group had alreadynded safely.
The skies over Oceaton were heavy with clouds, the bone–chilling wind hinting that the first snow of the season was near.
“It’s nearly dinner,” Anneliese said, ncing at Jonathan. “If you and Zion are free, let me treat you both to a meal.”
A dinner invitation was hardly enough to repay them, but at least it was something.
Jonathan lowered his gaze, lips parting as if to speak, when a crisp, confident female voice rang out. “Jonathan, you’re back.”
Anneliese turned toward the sound and saw a tall woman with short hair and striking features, striding over in a pilot’s uniform.
“Whoa,” Jessica breathed beside her.
Anneliese’s eyes brightened as well–it was her first time meeting a female pilot. The woman was at least five–nine, her shirt and tailored pants cinched at the waist with a belt. She moved with brisk,manding energy, a mix of elegance and strength. A beautiful woman with a truly unique presence.
In moments, she was standing in front of them. Jonathan asked, “Why are you back early?”
India Malone gave him a pointed look. “What, I can’t finish my work ahead of schedule? Aren’t you going to introduce me to these two lovelydies?”
Her eyes swept over Anneliese and Jessica beforending on Anneliese’s delicate, striking face.
She had only just returned, but had already heard the rumors. The ever–aloof Mr. Fullbuster had flown his private jet to Riveraton personally, escorting two beautiful young women. Everyone at AeroAir was buzzing with spection about his rtionship with them.
Anneliese looked to Jonathan, who inclined his chin toward India. “India Malone, pilot for AeroAir, and a friend of mine.”
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He then turned toward India. “This is Anneliese, and her friend Jessica.”
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He didn’t exin Anneliese’s connection to him, but that vagueness in itself carried its own weight.
Anneliese smiled at India, her eyes curving, her gaze bright. “Hello, Captain Malone. You’re the first female pilot I’ve ever met. That’s really impressive–and so cool!”
India blinked.
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