"Damien Sterling!" Emma Hart slapped Damien Sterling's shoulder abruptly. Clearly, she wasn't satisfied with his answer.
He just turned his head to the side, suppressing a smile, and refused to respond, which infuriated Emma Hart so much that her stomach began to hurt.
"Ah!" Emma Hart suddenly bent over, clutching her stomach. She was really in pain.
Hearing Emma Hart's groans, Damien Sterling immediately stopped his joking manner. He asked the flight attendant to bring a cup of hot water and urged her to prepare some food.
Damien's commanding presence scared the flight attendant into rushing to the galley. After all, the passengers on this flight were either wealthy or distinguished, especially those in first class, who must not be offended.
First, he fed Emma some hot water, then reclined her seat and started massaging her stomach.
