Chapter 43


    Chapter 0043


    Madison turned around.


    The autumn in ndon Harbor was crisp, with withering yellow leaves and deste streets.


    Henry shed a smile, “Well, I’ll be off then. See you at thepany.”


    “Sure.”


    Henry drove away, and not far behind, a car with its hazard lights shing slowly approached.


    Its license te was too conspicuous to forget after just one glimpse. As the car came to a halt the


    window rolled down slowly, revealing a bespectacled man.


    The autumn wind seemed to offer a silent salute.


    Ethan exhaled a plume of smoke, “Congrattions.”


    Once in the car.


    Madison finally turned her phone on. She wouldn’t have, if not for the urgent need to reach Ethan


    during the earthquake in Jingzhou. During the training, private phone use was forbidden.


    As the phone booted up, it was flooded with messages, most signed by Lucas.


    But before she could read them closely, Ethan, who was driving, asked, “Hungry? What do you want


    to eat?”


    Madison put away her phone, looking at Ethan, unharmed and well. A smile crept onto her face


    involuntarily, “I can just make some


    noodles when we get back.”


    After all, he was a leader…


    No, that’s not right.


    The Chairman.


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    Just thinking about Ethan’s true status made her feel choked up, Mr… President Grant, why didn’t


    you tell me you were the Chairman?”


    “When did I ever not tell you?” Ethan raised an eyebrow.


    He hade alone to pick her up for the celebration, driving himself.


    The driver was shocked when he stepped out of the car.


    They all knew how much their boss hated driving.


    “I always thought you were just a senior executive.”


    After all, what kind of chairman conducts interviews for pilots personally?


    Or stays throughout the entire medical exam?


    “You never asked. Besides, I never said I was some kind of senio


    executive,” Ethan flicked off some ash, his re softened by his sses, “I asked you, what do you


    want to eat?”


    “1…”


    “If you don’t decide, I will.”


    Madison fell silent.


    He was the Chairman. Before, she might have had a conversation, but now she dared not.


    What if she annoyed him and he fired her?


    At the top of her phone screen,


    One entertainment news headline after another popped up.


    Some revealed that actress Sophia had secretly married and had a


    child.


    Others imed Sophia was a homewrecker.


    Madison was utterly disinterested and deleted them all with one


    click.


    On WeChat.


    Lucas had sent a barrage of messages, one after another. Thest one was from yesterday


    morning.


    He said: [Madison, what’s your deal? Too high and mighty to talk to people now that you’ve climbed


    up the socialdder? I guess you weren’t so innocent after all, maybe you’ve been fooling around


    behind my back? And now you’re ignoring me! Why aren’t you responding to my messages? Don’t


    you want to divorce anymore?]


    Then he added: [Madison, you still love me, right? Nobody treats as well as I do, right? If you don’t


    want to divorce anymore, I m consider it, but don’t get your hopes up, because I still have…]


    The rest of the content made Madisonugh out of irritation.


    How could such shameless people exist in this world?


    And she used to cherish someone like that?


    She must have been blind.


    Without even looking at the earlier messages from Lucas, Madison replied-


    [The day after tomorrow, 9 a.m., I hope you will be on time at USCS.]


    She had no interest in dealing with the narcissistic, sentimental Lucas.


    At Huanmei Airlines.


    Lucas, already troubled over pilot sry increases, was frowning


    deeply.


    He received a message on his phone but didn’t rush to check it, instead listening to the executives


    discussing a recent development.


    “The name of that pilot has been ssified by Mukino Airlines, we can’t dig it up. But it’s said to be a


    young woman. Our airline needs capable pilots who can stand on their own. Should we try to


    poach


    her?”


    “How can we poach? Can we offer a higher sry than Mukino Airlines?”


    For some reason, hearing that the pilot was a woman made Lucas think of Madison, which he


    dismissed with augh, thinking he must


    be overwhelmed with work.


    How could Madison possibly be a pilot?


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    It seemed utterly absurd.


    In two years of marriage, he had never heard her mention anything remotely rted to flying,


    despite owning an airline himself.


    But the thought of her possibly cozying up to some tycoon left a


    bitter taste in his mouth.


    He wouldn’t admit it was jealousy, anger, or a possessive trait of his male ego.


    Even if he didn’t like Madison, he didn’t like the idea of her moving on without him, much less the


    possibility of her doing better than


    himself.


    When Lucas returned home from thepany, he was immediately confronted with Sophia’s angry


    face, “The media is full of scandal about me. Have you done anything to get it under control?”


    Worn out, Lucas slumped onto the sofa, “I paid for it.”


    “You spent the money but it’s still not contained? How ipetent can you be?” Sophia was


    irritable, “Hurry up and spend more, hire some inte trolls to defend me! The news about my


    marriage and child absolutely cannot be confirmed!”


    Suddenly, Lucas saw Sophia as a stranger, and his thoughts flew to Madison.


    Compared to Sophia, Madison’s qualities began to stand out.


    Madison was more genuine, moreposed and quiet. Despite her seemingly frail appearance,


    she was far more level-headed in crises.


    Most importantly, she never yelled at him. When problems aro she wouldfort him, help find


    solutions or tackle the issues,


    unlike Sophia who only pointed fingers.


    Considering Sophia was pregnant, her emotions might be unstable, so Lucas relented, “Calm down,


    I’ll contact someone to buy more


    inte trolls.”


    Lucas headed to the kitchen.


    When he saw the messy kitchen, he frowned, “You’ve been home for days, don’t you do anything?”


    Sophia, preupied with her phone in the living room, monitoring news about herself, retorted,


    “Why should I? I’m not your nanny. If you don’t like the mess, clean it up yourself!”


    Confronted with the disarray and smoky air at home, Lucas found


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    his thoughts lingering on Madison.


    He didn’t know what got into him, he took out his phone intending to contact Madison, but the


    message she sent an hour ago infuriated


    him.


    Madison still wanted a divorce?!


    Had she really climbed the socialdder?


    So even with the opportunity he offered her, she refused to step


    down?


    Fuming, Lucas stepped onto the balcony to call Madison, but on the other end, Madison was sitting


    face to face with Ethan, enjoying a quiet dinner.


    The space was so silent, and Lucas was so loud, Ethan could make out most of what he said.


    Madison ced the phone on the table, looking upset.


    Lucas was berating her, using her of infidelity and of being


    better than…


    Her gaze inadvertently met Ethan’s, who gestured towards the phone with a nod, asking in a low


    voice, “Need help with that?”


    Hesitant, Madison was about to speak when Ethan had already grabbed her phone.


    His gaze darkened, “Your prowess lies in affairs and getting pregnant out of wedlock, and yet you


    have the audacity to use


    others?”


    Lucas, on a rant, was stopped in his tracks by the voice.