Justin and Mark returned to the bustling airport floor, their presence commanding attention as they walked past the scattered passengers and hurried staff. The earlier chaos had begun to settle, but a sense of unease lingered in the air. With Mr. Carter’s promise to address the situation, the two men waited patiently for the manager to finalize his meeting with the board of directors.Mr. Carter, still visibly shaken from his earlier mistake, swiftly moved to a quieter corner of the airport. He dialed the number for the board of directors, his hands trembling slightly as he prepared to relay the gravity of the situation. The board members, accustomed to the airport’s financial struggles, were quick to respond, though they could not have anticipated the urgency and gravity of the call.“Hello, this is Mr. Carter from the airport,” he began, his voice unsteady. “I need to speak with the board immediately. We have an urgent matter to discuss.”The board members, a diverse group of experi
The mood among the rich passengers and airline attendants was far from cordial as Justin and Mark made their way through the terminal. The air was thick with disdain, and the whispers and murmurs of the elite passengers were unmistakably derogatory. They had made their opinions clear, Justin and his assistant were nothing more than an inconvenience to them.As Justin and Mark moved past the check-in counters, they overheard snippets of conversation from the wealthy individuals, who had clearly not forgotten their earlier interactions. Comments like “Who does he think he is?” and “Just some rich fool playing at being important” were thrown around with reckless abandon. The attendants, too, seemed to have joined in, their sneers and eye rolls a clear testament to their displeasure.Despite the animosity, Justin maintained a calm and composed attitude. His expression was one of quiet determination, the earlier humiliation from the terminal and the disregard shown by these individuals onl
As the announcement of the flight cancellations resounded through the terminal, the expressions of the wealthy passengers fell from anticipation to utter disbelief. The sudden reversal of their expectations ignited a wave of anger, which swiftly turned toward the airline attendants, who were already overwhelmed by the day’s relentless events. The once exclusive atmosphere erupted into a chaotic mix of frustration and entitlement."How dare you cancel our flights!" bellowed one affluent traveler, his voice cutting through the noise with sharp indignation. His face was red with outrage as he glared at the attendants. "We demand an explanation and our money back right now!"Another passenger, her face red with a mixture of fury and disbelief, joined him. "This is absolutely outrageous! We’ve been waiting here for hours, and now you cancel our flights without any warning. Do you even know who we are?"The airline attendants, already on edge from dealing with a relentless barrage of compla
The situation escalated rapidly. The airline attendants, already overwhelmed by the demands of the rich folks, found themselves in the middle of a growing conflict. The wealthy passengers, furious over the cancellations, continued to berate the staff, demanding refunds and immediate resolutions."You can't just cancel our flights!" one rich man yelled, his face red with anger. "We paid a fortune for these tickets!"The attendants, trying to remain professional, struggled to placate the angry travelers. Their attempts were met with more hostility, as the passengers who had sold their tickets to the rich folks also joined the fight, demanding compensation for their losses."This is ridiculous!" a middle-aged woman shouted. "I gave up my seat for a price, and now I'm stuck here too!"Other travelers, whose flights were unaffected but who were flying on the same airline, began to voice their concerns. The terminal was filled with full-blown argument. People shoved, shouted, and pointed fi
The airport floor, once filled with frenzied chaos, was now dominated by an imposing presence. As the manager and his contingent of military officers made their way through the terminal, their arrival was met with a sudden, obvious shift in the atmosphere. The loud, jostling crowd of rich passengers, airline staff, and other travelers who had been locked in heated arguments and frantic exchanges began to quiet down, their attention drawn to the new, authoritative figures.The military officers, clad in their sharp uniforms and carrying an air of formidable authority, moved efficiently through the noisy scene. Their disciplined and purposeful strides seemed to cut through the chaos like a knife, immediately drawing the eyes of everyone present. The previously boisterous and disorderly environment now had a newfound sense of control imposed upon it.As Mr. Carter moved towards Justin and Mark, he looked both serious and hurried. The once arrogant airport manager had been visibly humble
The once-chaotic terminal had fallen into an uneasy quiet as the crowd watched with wide eyes. The manager, Mr. Carter, stood at the center of the now subdued space, flanked by the imposing military officers. His voice cut through the tension with an air of finality that left no room for doubt.“Attention, everyone,” Mr. Carter announced, his tone authoritative and firm. “Under the new ownership of Mr. Justin, the airline responsible for today’s chaos has been banned from operating here. Effective immediately, all flights by this airline are canceled and their operations are terminated.”The declaration was met with stunned silence. The rich passengers, who had previously been the loudest in their complaints, now looked on in disbelief. Their faces, once flush with indignation, were now pale and uncertain. They exchanged uneasy glances, their sense of entitlement shattered by the sudden shift in power.Mr. Carter’s next move was swift and decisive. “Military officers, please apprehend
Inside one of the high end night clubs in the city, music was blaring out loud from the speakers mounted at all corners of the club as neon lights illuminated the whole interior.It was a wild night as party goers dance to the loud music, their bodies moving rhythmically to the sound of the music.Meeky was seated in the VIP section, drinking and with an air of overconfident composure, flaunted wealth like no man's business.As usual, he was celebrating after a successful and seamless scam.Bruce Springsteen was his latest victim.He was surrounded by a group of people, most of whom he met at the club.They were there to enjoy from his flaunting of wealth.Meeky was enjoying their praises, he was reveling in the moment.With a triumphant grin on his face, he stood up like a king, walked around to where the DJ is, got the mic from him and with a booming voice, he announced free drinks for everyone."Tonight is a night of celebration and I hereby declare free drinks for everyone." He s
The moment he stepped outside the club through the back exit, he was faced with the cool night breeze, which was so different from the atmosphere back inside the club.It was so stuffy and noisy inside, even with the ventilation. Being an elite club, it was built with state-of-the-art design, but the activities inside made the atmosphere less natural compared to the cool night breeze outside.He checked his phone to see if Diana was still on the call, but she wasn't. The noise from inside the club had made her ear uncomfortable, and she had to end the call, hoping to call Meeky back or hoping he would do so before she did. And the latter happened.Meeky called her back, and the first thing she said was a direct accusation, which threw him off balance. "Meeky, I just heard a disturbing news from Bruce that you scammed him of a huge sum of money!" "Meeky, tell me that's not true."Realizing that this was a situation he needed to handle with tact, so as not to give himself away, Meeky ca