Chapter 394

"Mr. Gildon, there isn't enough time!" A flight attendant on the plane reminded us. I knew private planes had designated flight routes and must take off and land at scheduled times. It would cause a delay if I made a call now. "Never mind," I said as I sat down. "One minute," Chris told the flight attendant. With that, he handed his phone to me. I was a little surprised that he would allow me to make this call. Logically, he had every reason to refuse under the pretense of time constraints. I looked at him, confused. I had to admit that since his return after his disappearance, he seemed different from before. Chris didn't offer any explanation under my puzzled gaze. Instead, he turned to look out the window. "Let's take off," I said, handing the phone back to the flight attendant. Chris looked at me in surprise, while the flight attendant glanced at him to seek his approval. He was the owner of the private plane, after all. After a few seconds, Chris withdrew his gaze and col