Turbulence Ahead

Over ten hours later, the plane landed at Crestmont City Airport.

Cora dragged her luggage and walked out of the airport with Gideon. At the door, someone came to them.

“Mr. Lockwood, Ms. Vance.” The lady, who greeted them, seemed like she was around twenty-four or twenty-five years old. She was dressed in a gray suit, and her hair was tied up in a clean bun—her entire being exuded a sense of shre