They were working with the military, while he was just a private businessman.
If it really came down to a direct confrontation, it would be nothing short of suicide.
"I didn't expect this person to be someone Mr. Shidake had taken an interest in. I was being presumptuous," said the Green Goblin. He was an adult who had weathered many storms and wouldn't wear his emotions on his face like his son, Little Green Goblin.
"Dear flight attendant, I was wrong. I apologize."
"Ah, oh, it's okay."
The beautiful flight attendant panicked, completely forgetting the professional manners she'd been trained in.
A billionaire who could decide her life or death with a single word just apologized to her?
Terrifying.
"Not sincere enough!" Aetheris hadn't expected his identity to be this useful.
"Ah, beautiful lady, I am Osborn. I apologize to you. Here I am before you—please open your eyes and see how pitiful I am. You and I today, how can we repeat that earlier scene? Can this old ticket still get on your broken ship?" Osborn recalled a skit from the Han Empire and used it immediately.
And surprisingly, it even rhymed a bit.
"What the hell are you even saying?" Aetheris's face twitched with dark lines.
"Should I rephrase it, then? I think I can do better," Osborn said, full of grievance with nowhere to vent.
"Forget it. You've already scared the poor girl half to death. Let's just leave it," Aetheris said, taking the beautiful flight attendant by the hand and leading her back to his seat.
Her hand felt soft and delicate, which made Aetheris, who had never held a girl's hand before, suddenly excited.
"And listen, Old Os—next time, don't try to use money to pressure people. Otherwise…" Aetheris warned.
"No problem, dear Mr. Shidake. I'll truly mend my ways and become a new man."
Meanwhile, the beautiful flight attendant blushed deeply as Aetheris held her hand.
"Mr. Shidake, you're hurting me."
"Ah—SAORRY—" Aetheris quickly let go of her hand.
His old face flushed red as well. For a moment, the two of them were so embarrassed they didn't know what to say.
"This Mr. Shidake isn't as flirtatious as the rumors say. He even blushes. So pure and cute… Seems like the rumors were all false," the flight attendant thought to herself.
"You—"
"You—"
Aetheris and the beautiful colleague spoke at the same time.
They looked at each other and laughed.
"I—"
"I—"
Again, they spoke in unison.
Ethan and Osborn, who were off to the side, were practically force-fed a mouthful of dog food.
"So damn annoying!" Osborn cursed.
So the government can light fires, but the people can't light lamps?
Why are you, Mr. Shidake, pretending to be some innocent boy?
We're all worms from the same latrine. Who doesn't know who?
Damn it!
Unable to bear the sight, Osborn decided to cover his head with his coat.
"You first," the flight attendant said softly with a smile.
"May I have the honor of knowing your name?" Aetheris asked politely, every bit the gentleman.
"Just call me Sophia."
"Oh, Sophia. What a beautiful name."
Suddenly, the plane jolted.
The two of them tumbled like gourds and nearly crashed into the cabin wall.
"Fall to your deaths, you pair of lovebirds!" Osborn was thrilled, his eyes wide, eager to see Aetheris faceplant hard.
But Aetheris, having mastered Wing Chun, stood his ground with a perfect horse stance.
He slid into a character stance and steadied himself, simultaneously reaching out to wrap his arm around Sophia's soft, supple waist.
Together, they fell into the plush seats of the business class cabin.
"Oh—" Sophia cried out as her delicate body landed on top of Aetheris.
Behind them, Osborn looked as if he'd just swallowed a mouthful of feces—and worse, it was stuck halfway down his throat.
He couldn't swallow it, and he couldn't spit it out.
Ethan had long since put on an eye mask and inserted earplugs.
These two shameless lovebirds—someone strike them down with lightning already!
Is there no justice left in the world?
No law at all?
Osborn screamed silently in his heart.
But it seemed that God was off-duty today, as his wish went unfulfilled.
With a soft beauty in his arms, Aetheris was far too happy to care.
"Are you alright?" Sophia asked.
"I'm not," Aetheris replied.
"Huh? Really? Let me take a look. Don't tell me I crushed something! But I've already slimmed down to 90 pounds..." Sophia looked as if she was about to cry.
"My heart is just so full of you," Aetheris said gently.
"Ugh—" Osborn couldn't take it anymore and ran to the airplane lavatory to vomit.
Corny pickup lines—absolutely lethal.
Meanwhile, Sophia was overjoyed, as if she had just met her fated prince.
"Guess my zodiac sign," Aetheris asked.
"Libra?"
"No, I was made just for you," Aetheris replied, fully embracing his inner romantic with line after cheesy line.
"You're so bad!" Sophia had never heard such bold flirting before, and her heart felt like it was melting.
"Do you know what time it is right now?" Aetheris tightened his hold on her hand.
Sophia glanced at her watch. "It's nine o'clock."
"Wrong! It's the beginning of our happiness."
"Ugh—" Osborn, still in the bathroom, started throwing up again.
The plane had been flying for over two hours, and Osborn was already on the brink of collapse.
He was practically throwing up bile at this point.
By the time the flight attendants found him, poor Mr. Osborn was foaming at the mouth.
"My dear Sophia, when will I see you again?" Aetheris asked, holding her tightly in his arms.
"As long as you need me, I'll always be there," Sophia replied, deeply moved.
Watching Sophia depart on her flight, Aetheris felt a wave of melancholy rise in his chest.
Farewell plays like a quiet flute, and silence fills the night of New York.
He touched the warm ladies' undergarments still tucked in his pocket, and suddenly, his mood improved quite a bit.
Oh well—he'd have Happy send Sophia $100,000 later.
He had money, and he did as he pleased. Just for fun.
Waiting to pick him up was none other than Iron Man's future girlfriend, Pepper Potts.
"Your eyes look red," Aetheris said as he looked at the blonde beauty before him. Her features weren't particularly delicate, but together they created a charming allure.
A classic all-American, virtuous wife.
No wonder she'd become Iron Man's official partner.
"You must've heard about what happened to me in the central region, right? Be honest—do you like me?" Aetheris asked, feeling like the Mask from The Mask movie.
Wearing a figurative mask, but with a soul utterly free.
He was liberating his true nature.
Maybe this was just how a poor man acts when he suddenly becomes rich.
Pepper's lips curled slightly, as if he had guessed what she was thinking.
"I just didn't want my boss to die young. It's hard finding a new job," she replied calmly.
Pepper was an independent woman—someone who spoke on behalf of women's rights.
"Come, feel the warmth of a man's embrace!" Aetheris opened his arms wide.
And gave Pepper a big hug.
And to be honest, Pepper had quite the figure—enough to stir a primitive impulse in Aetheris.
(End of Chapter)
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