Chapter 22: Flying high in the sky Chapter 22: Flying high in the sky Half a month later, after finishing her last class on Friday, Victoria Garcia received a birthday gift.
The gift was a dazzling diamond necklace, with a rare pink diamond pendant. Underneath the pink diamond, there were two papers, one of which contained information about a pink diamond mine in Zone Country and its mining rights.
The three words on the mining rights were so obvious: Turner Brown.
Once, this na belonged to her maternal grandfather’s brother, her sisters’ great uncle. Now, he was just a dead man, who, before he died, didn’t forget to fra her mother one last ti.
Looking at the birthday gift in front of her, so unsolved mysteries were beckoning her. She had to admit, she liked this birthday present very much.
She was determined to make those who had hurt them pay in blood.
Written on the other paper were the location of Arnold Johnson’s private plane’s airfield and the ti of their eting.
The day after celebrating her twenty-first birthday with her sisters, Victoria boarded a private plane from tropolis to Zone Country.
Unsurprisingly, the first person she saw when she entered the cabin was Arnold Johnson. He looked at her as if he had been waiting for this mont, waiting for her to co to him.
Victoria sized up Arnold for a mont, noting his dark blue knitted sweater and matching casual pants. Even in such simple attire, he exuded an air that was uniquely his own.
She sat down across from Arnold and greeted him, “Mr. Johnson, long ti no see.”
Arnold’s eyebrows furrowed for a mont before returning to normal. He felt it was necessary to talk about titles at so point. But he really liked the last four words she said, because it had only been ten days since they last saw each other, yet she said, “long ti no see.”
“It takes at least eight hours to fly from tropolis to Zone Country. You should eat sothing first,” Arnold said in a low, hoarse voice, laced with a hint of warmth.
Victoria instinctively replied, “No need.”
Her tone was just like how she used to refuse any man who wanted to get close to her.
The already intimate space beca eerily quiet after her refusal. It didn’t take long for Victoria to co to her senses.
“Join for a bite,” Arnold said simply.
She knew the saying “eating from soone’s hand makes one beholden to them.”
This ti, Victoria obediently responded, “Okay.”
Arnold was about to ring the bell, only to realize that besides bringing her, he only had two pilots on board.
He stood up and said to Victoria, “I forgot to bring a flight attendant. If you want sothing to eat, you’ll have to wait a bit.”
Victoria said to his retreating back, “It’s okay.”
Victoria waited for a while but didn’t see Arnold returning. She thought that maybe he was preparing a lot of food and didn’t give it much thought. She stood up and walked in the direction he left to see if he needed help.
As she followed where he had gone, she heard a faint banging sound. She quickly walked over and found Arnold was using a wine bottle to pound on so beef on a cutting board.
When Victoria saw the scene, her heart skipped a beat, making a sound similar to the pounding of the beef by the wine bottle.
Little did she know that Arnold would cook.
What she knew even less was that this was the first ti Arnold had cooked for a woman.
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