Flash Marriage: She becomes Mrs. CEO after the Failed Dowry Talk Chapter 602: Missed Flight

When Nora missed her flight, Jasper Sinclair brushed it off lightly: "I’ll send you over on my plane."

The kind of boss who can afford a private jet is indeed that bold!

When she ca out of the herbal dicine shop, a fine layer of sweat ford on the nape of her neck, probably due to so kind of warm herb.

She suddenly had a wild idea of whether she could combine Chinese dicine with aromatherapy for health benefits?

So with that, Nora pondered all the way.

By the ti her thoughts returned to reality, her body was already in the VIP shuttle at the airport.

Jasper whispered in her ear, "I’ll fly to Paris with you."

"What are you going to do in Paris?"

"Inspect work."

The Sinclair Headquarters is located in Stanton City, the branch in lbourne, and subsidiaries are spread all over the country.

To say it’s work inspection is not too much.

"What about work back ho?"

"With Louis Hayes and Liya there, there aren’t too many things lately, they’ll report to anyti."

Half-heartedly, Jasper still boarded the ladder, and the private jet took off from the international tarmac, piercing through the clouds.

Just like that, the man ascended to a height of three thousand ters with nothing in his hands.

Not sure what the weather in Paris would be... Based on previous experience, it should be at least twice as cold as Stanton City.

About twenty minutes later, the flight entered a stable phase.

Nora was about to inquire about the situation on Lily Sloan’s side, but halfway through sending the ssage, she rembered that the business jet they were on probably didn’t have internet.

She glanced at Jasper Sinclair on the opposite couch, discovering he was instructing sothing to the flight attendant.

Soon, the flight attendant brought over a fruit platter and so snacks.

In addition, a stewardess with a thin blanket spoke with an official smile, "If you feel cold, you can cover your legs with the blanket. Would you like the air conditioning temperature adjusted?"

"It’s just right, thank you."

The cabin temperature was neither cold nor hot, providing a great sense of comfort.

After the stewardess left the cabin, Nora slid her butt forward by two centiters, changing to a more comfortable posture, though not very elegant.

Opposite, Jasper Sinclair casually rested his single hand on the couch, leisurely watching her.

"Your mouth is full of bitterness; have so fruit."

Jasper Sinclair often traveled for business, sotis passing through two or three cities in a day, so for him, a private jet was no less than a flying hotel.

Everything you need is right here.

Nora ate a few grapes but still found them tasteless.

She often didn’t have much of an appetite during the journey, even on Jasper Sinclair’s private jet.

Maybe it was her imagination, but she saw the man’s brow furrow slightly.

Soon after, she heard him ask, "Is the fruit not to your liking?"

Jasper Sinclair specifically rembered she loved grapes and similar fruits.

"No, I’m not hungry right now, I don’t feel like eating anything."

"Then co here." Jasper gestured with a finger, drawing her to his side.

Nora’s beautiful hair was neatly pinned at the back of her head with a shark clip.

Jasper’s hand brushed past the back of her head, silently removing the clip, letting her hair fall in a cascade of subtle fragrance that surrounded them both.

"Why did you let my hair down?" Nora asked, feigning ignorance.

Jasper loved to play with the ends of her hair when contemplating things, as if it were a convenient little toy.

"Because it’s beautiful."

"Am I beautiful, or is the long hair beautiful?" Nora suddenly turned to him, blinking, her eyes sparkling like stars.

"Both are beautiful."

As Jasper spoke, he started unbuttoning her shirt.