Chapter 16

I left the car once Jordan unlocked the door. The beautiful private jet in front of me had the words CAMPBELL EMPIRES inscribed across it. I approached it shakily. In my whole life, I have never felt this anxious. A man in his late twenties greeted me with "Good morning, Mrs. Campbell." He was dressed in a navy and blue tuxedo. I grinned at him since he was a pilot. "Me too," I had never seen a private jet in my life, so when the air hostess escorted me aboard, the magnificent and mesmerizing decor stopped me in my tracks. The spacious living room and the main area of the flight are identical. With four distinct areas, three temperature zones, twelve different floor plans, and the capacity to carry up to 18 guests comfortably, the cabin is extravagant, to say the least. Even interiors from Versace are available! I turned to look around when I heard whistling compliments and had a glimpse of a private plane, but I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw him seated on one of the plus