Chapter 702 Acquaintance(3)_1

The woman was filled with resentment, her fingers itching to pull apart the heads of the two figures that were in such close proximity; yet, reason forbade her from taking such action—she wasn't some bimbo with all chest and no brain. If the man did like her, there wouldn't have been any consequences—perhaps he would have even taken her straight home as his bride. But that damned kid obviously had no interest in her. If she caused a scene without understanding the situation, she might as well go home and eat her own bitterness.

Of course, she looked down upon the job of a flight attendant, serving others. What she coveted was the advantageous position she was in—she had to hook a rich and handsome second-generation heir. Those balding men from the previous generation weren't even within her realm of consideration.