His slightly wrinkled shirt and the untied collar made Ward and Aziel, who were sitting on the side, exchange meaningful glances with each other.
Without even looking at the two of them, Lincoln quickly buttoned his cuffs.
Then, as if nothing had happened, he walked through the corridor and walked towards the first-class seat on the side.
However, when passing by the two of them, Lincoln spoke with a flat tone.
"The plane is mine, and I can throw you out whenever I want."
Hearing his threat, Ward and Aziel were stunned.
Aziel immediately knew what to do. He quickly lowered his head, covered his eyes, and said that he hadn't seen anything.
Ward cleared his throat a few times, then quickly turned to look out the window.
The scenery at such altitude was amazing, but if he were thrown out of this plane, it would be the last thing he could see.
After Lincoln took his seat, he immediately started to deal with business.