My Husband Gave My Seat on Our Private Jet to His Secretary—Then I Discovered Who Really Owned His Billion-Dollar Company
She blinked when she saw me carrying my bag.
“Mrs. Prescott?”
“I won’t be on this flight.”
Clara glanced into the cabin.
Then she looked back at me.
“Should I cancel departure?”
The question hung there.
One crew member near the stairs stopped checking a clipboard.