Chapter 59

Natalie

I lean back in my seat. I'm on a private jet, drinking champagne while Emma is to travel with Carmen and Frank. I miss my daughter, but... I don't think she would appreciate what might happen on this flight.

My eyes find Noah.

He is talking to a female private flight attendant. She is batting her eyelashes at him, making my mood turn sour. I can hear her giggle like a little girl through the walls, and when she places her hand on Noah's chest, I swallow bitterly.

I know that Noah is getting married to me. I trust him, but that flight attendant blushing and giggling—fucking giggling at him? Well, I sure as hell don't trust her.

She reminds me of that waitress at the Vietnamese restaurant. Then again, most girls react this way to Noah. Even if they aren't attracted to him, they want his money, which makes him alluring in their eyes.

An already handsome man turns into the hottest thing on earth when you realize he is a billionaire...

Noah enters the flight, and I watch him take