Vianna watched the stewardess walking past her, scanning the first class cabin as she followed her figure.
Most people are taking a nap with their eyes closed, while a few people are still busy at work.
If it was Cassius, he would definitely be one of the few. After all, he was someone who would devote all his time to work.
It takes thirteen hours to fly directly to the United States, and it has only been three hours now. Cassius...
Vianna wished she could give herself a slap.
Why do you think of Cassius again?
What do you want him to do?
What's on your mind?
Vianna felt suffocated by her involuntary thoughts and turned her head outside the cabin, silently looking at the city where she had lived for three years and listening to the captain's announcement on the radio about the upco
