She Stole My Seat on My Private Jet. She Forgot I Owned the Sky.

Graham to me.

For the first time, she looked uncertain.

Captain Reeves glanced at his tablet.

Then he said, “The sole managing member is Claire Whitaker.”

The wind outside slapped against the fuselage.

No one spoke.

I looked at Sienna sitting in my cream leather seat with my blanket over her knees.

“Get up,” I said.

Her smile vanished.

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