Chapter 23: Flying high in the sky 2 Chapter 23: Flying high in the sky 2 Soon, she heard the sizzling sound of the pan-fried steak and a strong aroma of beef.
She even forgot that she had entered a place that seemed like she shouldn’t have been in, watching his proficient movements that made her look at him with admiration. Why did he show no signs of “kitchen smoke” when he cooked?
Like that, she seemed to be in a trance, as if she had never known the man called Arnold Johnson.
She heard a sound.
“Have you seen enough?” His voice was tender for once.
When he turned back and saw her standing there, he almost dropped the chopsticks on the ground. Fortunately, he had good reaction and quickly gathered them back. His young lady seemed a bit entranced, staring at a spot, or perhaps at him.
He suddenly felt grateful for giving his private flight attendant a day off.
Victoria instinctively looked away from his gaze, feeling embarrassed and lowering her head.
Soon, as if she had remembered something, she asked him somewhat bashfully, “Do you need me to help?”
Without hesitation, Arnold handed her the plate of well-arranged steak, then turned to his Aerial Wine Collection Room to get a bottle of his favorite red wine.
When Victoria tasted the first bite of beef, her surprise at Arnold deepened.
The sound of wine glasses clinking, the sound of knives and forks.
“When I saw you cutting the beef with a knife, do you know what I was thinking?” Arnold broke his habitual silence at the Johnson Family dining table.
Victoria cooperated with a smile, “Worried if the taste of this steak has reached the standard of your best one?”
Arnold laughed for a moment, and said, “I was wondering what you were thinking when you held a knife against that rogue who harassed your sister?”
“Haha…” For some reason, the usually serious Victoria actually laughed out loud, then realized her improper behavior and hastily said, “Of course, to teach him that there are some women you should not mess with, and if you do, you have to pay a price.”
“I don’t mind paying any price for messing with you,” Arnold naturally followed her words.
Victoria was slightly stunned for a moment and didn’t respond, just lowering her head and cutting a small piece of steak to put in her mouth.
Whether she responded or not was not important to him.
After an eight-hour long flight, they finally landed in Zone Country.
As one of the most famous ore towns in Zone Country, the place was filled with the smell of dust and ashes, and the people’s eyes revealed not peace, but more wariness and even fear. It seems this place had been “trampled upon” by many jewelry merchants.
After a few turns, Victoria and Arnold entered a house, passed through a hidden compartment inside the house, and entered an underground room. Mysteriously, it felt cold and eerie.
Somewhen, a pair of hands encircled her waist, and she could smell the unique scent of him.
“Bring the prisoner here,” Arnold said to the people who followed them.
Soon, a chained man from Zone Country who used to work for Mr. and Mrs. Brown was escorted in.
“He will tell you about what happened to Mr. and Mrs. Brown in Zone Country and how Turner Brown killed your grandparents,” Arnold said, increasing the force of his hand around her waist slightly as he spoke.
After some communication, Victoria finally understood that her grandparents did not die in a plane crash, but were killed by the very person they trusted most – their younger brother.