"May I see your access card?" Ask the captain who is commanding the current Wahid-class private jet flight in Ohio. Max pulled out a faint smile before he took out a document in Edward's name.
"Neither you nor Mr Edward ever talked about anythingyou're family but you keep your privacy so much that I didn't even know you were the only son, potential successor and owner of this luxury private jet. Let's go up.." Captain Delon's friendly smile invited Max up the stairs which were lined with thick polar bearskin rug.
They enter the fuselage, the size is clearly not as wide as a commercial plane, even though it is in the middle east class. the captain invited Max, who was greeted by a well-built and handsome flight attendant, no beautiful and sexy flight attendants tonight, Max had asked for that two days ago.
