After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel 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 bowl 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."