Chapter: 1742
With that, Tyrone stepped onto the plane, locating his first-class seat. Settling in, he pulled out his laptop and delved into his work.
Other passengers trickled in, filling up the seats, including the one next to the aisle.
Tyrone, lost in his work, paid them no mind.
Meanwhile, Keilani's heart fluttered upon seeing Tyrone so engrossed.
Keilani had returned home the previous night and impulsively told her father about her wish to stay at her uncle's place in Mathias for a while. This left her father puzzled. After all, Keilani last visited Mathias when she was ten. She spent a month there with her mom, during which she constantly argued with her cousin.
After being lectured by her mother, Keilani tried to behave, though she still acted a bit haughty. After that, when Keilani's mother went back to Mathias, Keilani never tagged along.
Therefore, Keilani's father and brother, Lance, were puzzled when Keilani suddenly decided to go to Mathias.
Keilani made a heartfelt plea to her father, claiming it a whim.
Keilani's father, aware that Lance would come to Mathias in a few days, had no option but to grant her request.
After the plane took off, Tyrone remained buried in his work. When the stewardess offered refreshments, he declined with a dismissive shake of his head.
Meanwhile, Keilani couldn't help but nibble at her lip, casting glances at Tyrone.
“Can I get a glass of milk, please?" she sweetly asked the stewardess.
Casting another look Tyrone's way, she sighed inwardly. He was still engrossed in his laptop, completely oblivious to her presence.
Frustrated, Keilani tried to grab his attention with a few noisy gestures, but her efforts were futile.
Half an hour later, she asked for a lunch box.
She then requested assistance with picking up the trash from the stewardess after her dinner.
Seeing that Tyrone was still on his work, Keilani quickly thought of an idea.
Keilani pretended to rummage through her bag as if wanting to touch up her makeup. In a well-devised mishap, she lost her balance and dropped her lipstick right by Tyrone's feet.
"Hey, could you help me pick that up?" she implored, finally drawing Tyrone's gaze away from his work, his brow furrowing slightly.
Tyrone scowled when he saw it was Keilani.