Jane's mind filled with many things, especially about her work. Thinking of how she could get her hands on a precious painting already made Mr. Denzel very disappointed in him.
Honolulu's capital airport was bustling and full of people willing to travel. But Jane is a perfectionist because she had arrived and had checked the entrance ticket.
Jane managed to get on the plane. She sat in the passenger seat near the window.
"It's more comfortable," Jane muttered, who had just leaned her back. And saw the chair next to her still looked empty.
"Never mind, Jane. Why do you have to think about what Matthew said!"
Jane took out her cell phone, and she saw the last message that Matthew had sent, making Jane's frown grow even more.
"Hah... even he still dares to send this message. Isn't he shameless? How many times have I rejected all his calls? What a strange man!" said Jane in annoyance.
