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Chapter 28
Chapter 28
In this day and age, there are many academies that train pilots. independently, as well as flight schools that accept private
applicants. However, there is an absolute difference when compared to those engaged in professional studies.
Take Mukino Aviation, for example, which only hires outstanding pilots graduated from professional academies, or retired military
aviators.
At the moment, it has been revealed that the helicopter belongs to Mukino International, but it is still unknown who was piloting it.
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Inside the Mukino International Flight Division chat group.
Squadron Leader of the First Division: [Is this pilot one of ours?]
Squadron Leader of the Third Division: [The heli team says it’s not one of theirs.]
Squadron Leader of the Fifth Division: [The flight duration could rival that of a fighter jet, right? Could it be one of the newly recruited pilots?
Charlie glanced at their conversation and turned to her co-pilot, “Do
know who was flying President Grant’s helicopter?”
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The co-pilot shook his head, “No clue. President Grant rarely uses a helicopter, but I’ve heard rumors that there’s a new woman in his life.”
After saying this, the co-pilot quickly added with a sly grin, “Why concern yourself, Captain Charlie? No matter who this person is, you
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are the only female captain in our company!”
The title of the only female captalh indeed brought Charlie respect.
But Charlie was well aware that this might not last forever, someone else could take her place one day.
Yet, she was confident.
She firmly believed that among her peers, no female pilot could surpass her professional skills.
“Next year, I’m considering applying for an A380 route,” Charlie mentioned.
The co-pilot was taken aback, “Captain Charlie, you’re not thinking of flying that A380, are you?”
Charlie stood up, “That’s the last A380 passenger jet in the country, and the dream of many pilots. Of course, I want to fly it, and I am determined to be its sole captain.”
Charlie was very confident about this, which is why she had been tirelessly executing flight missions over the past year, diligently accumulating hours and earnestly flying each route, all in hopes of being selected as the A380’s chief pilot next year.
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un received a video call from Jessica.
Ah! Madison! How are you still so beautiful?” Jessica screamed, covering her mouth.
Madison, seeing her dressed in an international flight attendant. uniform, looking extremely beautiful, replied, “You’re even more.
beautiful.”
“I’m not beautiful at all, we’re all the same,” Jessica sighed, “I’m
stuck here because it keeps raining, can’t take off. It’ll be a few days before I can get back to see you.”
Since arriving, Jessica hadn’t asked Madison a single question about what had happened.
She was smart enough not to poke at other people’s sore spots.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be right here waiting for you,” Madison replied with a
smile.
“By the way, how’s your boss treating you? Is he exploiting you? If anything is not right, tell me right away, and I’ll give him a good scolding for you!” Jessica said.
Madison raised her eyebrows, “You think you can scold him?”
In Madison’s eyes, Ethan was likely a high-ranking executive at Mukino International, but she never imagined he was the boss.
Jessica pondered for a moment, “Well, I can at least have a few
words with him.”
“The boss is very good to me, he takes care of me and trusts me. Don’t worry,” Madison reassured her friend.
ally?” Jessica was skeptical.
nowing her brother’s temper, could he really take care of someone?
How would he do that?
With a dismissive look and uttering comforting words?
How terrifying would that be?
The more Jessica thought about it, the more uneasy she felt.
Following a brief chat, the two girls ended their call. Jessica then
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dialed Ethan’s number.
“Brother~~~~” Jessica wailed.
Ethan activated the speakerphone. Despite her being born to another mistress of his father, he had given Jessica every chance to thrive.
“I’m not dead yet, no need to wail. Save your energy to cry for Dad.”
Jessica cut off abruptly, “I’m stuck here! Waaah… You don’t care about me, don’t you feel sorry for your most intimate, cutest, and most beautiful sister?”
“Intimate, cute, and beautiful?” Ethan was replying to a message. Did you look into Paris’s magic mirror?”
“…Ethan!”
The man reminded her, “Watch your tone.”
Jessica quickly stopped her complaints, “Remember to take good care of my goddess, okay? Don’t let her be wronged! She’s really pitiful, I suspect she might be going through a divorce, but I can’t ask her about it; I’m afraid it’ll make her sad.”
“How did you come to that suspicion?” Ethan lit a cigarette.
“I saw her F******k post.”
After her bath and blow-drying her hair, Madison got into bed to rest for a while since she had to accompany her boss to some banquet
later.
To her surprise, she noticed on F******k that her post from earlier in the day had received a new comment.
She had posted: [No one stops loving you suddenly; it’s just that you find out about it suddenly.]
Three minutes ago, Ethan had replied, [No need to pity the trash can, but I have a treasure over here, want to come see?]
Madison suddenly sat up, quickly changed her clothes, and knocked on the study door.
At the door.
Madison peeked her head in, “President Grant, do you have any instructions?”
She didn’t think Ethan actually had any treasure; she assumed he was just hinting that he needed her to run an errand.
Ethan turned his head, his gaze landing on the sweet, elf-like woman, and he smiled warmly, “Come here.”
Madison approached and was stunned by the set of jewelry in the box on the table.
If she remembered correctly…
Madison looked over it several times, “Worn by a certain queen?”
“You recognize it?” Ethan was surprised by her knowledge.
“I was flying to that country when it was auctioned.” Madison clearly
remembered.
Butow did it end up here?
Ethan collect jewelry?
Logically, shouldn’t he be collecting airplane models?
Ethan moved to the window, gesturing to the woman who had just
knocked, “Try it on her.”
Madison froze, “Me?”
Soon, the stylist with the makeup case and the assistant behind her ushered Madison into the adjacent rest room.
“Miss Clark, hello, I’m Alin, your stylist for this event.
Madison responded with a gentle smile, “Hello, please just call me Madison.”
Alin was taken aback by her approachable manner, “I can’t do that. As President Grant’s companion, you have a significant status. Shall I start designing your look?”
*Please, and thank you, Madison said humbly.
No need for thanks.
While Alin was designing Madison’s look, Ethan came over. He
stood a bit far away but could still clearly see the somewhat changed Madison.
Buzz-
With Madison unable to reach for her ringing phone due to the makeup session, Ethan naturally walked over to pass it to her.
However, as he saw ‘Lucas’ displayed on the screen, his hand paused ever so slightly.
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