My Fiancé’s Father Mocked Me On His Private Jet—Until The Pilot Scanned My ID – The Archivist

before they dispatch additional support.”

I unbuckled my belt.

The moment I stood up, Richard panicked. “Where are you going? Sit down. Do not leave me here alone.”

“I’m going to the cockpit,” I said.

“Why? What are you going to do?”

I met his eyes. “Something useful.”

He blinked, stunned, as I walked past him.

Inside the cockpit, the pilot and co-pilot continue reading …