Chapter 2

Summer's face turned completely gray.

"Brooke!"

I gave her a cool, mocking smile.

"Don't you love riding other people's men? A used-up ride like this fits you perfectly, doesn't it?"

"Skipping queues using your pilot boyfriend's authority, illegally upgrading seats, bullying crew members... Don't worry, there are plenty of complaints here to keep you busy for a while."

Summer's voice hit a screeching pitch.

"Brooke! Watch your mouth! Who violated regulations? You came here just to cause a scene, didn't you?!"

"Who are you calling used goods? You're just a washed-up, dumped spinster! You're jealous because I'm young, gorgeous, and married rich!"

"Let me tell you, my husband is on his way right now! One word from him and you're kicked out of this company for good!"

Trembling with rage, she lunged forward to slap me.

I dodged smoothly, watching her with a deadpan stare. "We'll see who gets kicked out."

Summer went ballistic.

"Brooke! You crazy bitch!"

"You're pathetic! You're so desperate because you could never land a billionaire like Captain Miller, so you resort to dirty tricks like this for attention!"

I tapped my ear, finding her screeching grating on my nerves.

"Summer, let me ask you one last time. Are you sure you're marrying this man?"

She jutted her chin out arrogantly.

"Obviously! My husband, Austin Miller, is the biggest shareholder in this company, worth billions! Money you couldn't make in ten lifetimes as a low-level dispatcher, he makes with a snap of his fingers!"

"When I marry him, I'll be the official Mrs. Miller! A queen you all have to bow down to!"

The colleagues behind her eagerly backed her up.

"Summer was born for luxury! Unlike some people who try to latch onto wealthy men when they're already past their prime!"

"Brooke, pulling a stunt like this... how do you expect to show your face at work tomorrow?"

"Offending the captain's wife? Kiss your dispatch career goodbye!"

It was almost hilarious.

Me? Latching onto a wealthy man?

If they knew that I was the entire fortune behind Austin, I wondered what kind of looks would be on their faces.

I love flying. I love the sheer freedom of soaring through the clouds. It was my only dream growing up.

Horizon Airlines was simply a graduation present from my father when I finished flight academy.

He bought it just so I could pursue my passion in a pure environment, free from office politics.

Austin? A major investor?

He was nothing more than a stray dog I could toss out into the cold whenever I pleased.

Seeing my silence, Summer thought I was intimidated. Her smugness peaked.

She pulled out her phone, dialed a number, and deliberately hit speakerphone.

"Babe, where are you? Someone's bullying me! Hurry up!"

"It's that dispatcher Brooke! She crashed my birthday party and is causing a huge scene!"

Austin's voice crackled through the speaker, frantic and panicked.

"What? Brooke? Baby, don't panic, I'm almost there! Please, whatever you do, don't get into a fight with her!"

Hanging up, Summer tilted her head up even higher.

"Hear that? My husband is almost here! Brooke, you're dead meat today!"

"Not only are you fired, but I'll make sure you're blacklisted from the entire aviation industry!"