The flight finally landed in Singapore. Abigail remained seated on the bed, with her arms crossed across her breastbone. She was adamant about not getting off the plane. If her so-called biological father was stubborn, she was also carrying the same genes.
She would not get out until the flight took her back to her husband.
Samuel came and said, "We have landed. Please come out."
She didn't pay attention to him and kept looking outside through the window.
Samuel frowned. "Excuse me. You need to get out of here."
He grew irritated when he received no answer from her. He was a man who didn't know how to talk politely. If it were not for Sebastian, he would have yanked on her arm and dragged her out. But Abigail was his boss' dear daughter, and he couldn't offend her.
"Miss, please don't make things difficult for me. Come out."
Abigail looked up at him. "You… What is your name?"
"Samuel…"
"Samuel?"
