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Jasmine’s mockery deepened. “Humph, what else is this but defending her? She can fly a plane? You’re not only insulting me but also all the professional pilots.”

Nicolas choked. If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would have found it hard to believe it, too.

“I was just-”

“Enough, stop!” Jasmine cut him off, her expression turning cold, making it clear she wouldn’t tolerate anyone siding with Zoya any longer.

Nicolas pursed his lips and didn’t delve further into the topic.

On the screen, Zoya was piloting a Zivko Edge 540, performing incredibly difficult aerial stunts, even causing the live stream commentators to frequently exclaim in awe.

They outright declared that the pilot must be a seasoned aviator to pull off such stunning maneuvers.

Jasmine shot a displeased look at Nicolas, who was completely focused on the screen.

If she hadn’t been injured, she would have been performing today, basking in everyone’s admiration.

Especially since she was the first female captain at Cloud Airlines.

If it wasn’t for that horseback riding accident… The thought of falling off the horse while Zoya tamed the wild horse and stole the spotlight made her feel uncomfortable.

It was as if she had been used as a stepping stone by Zoya that day.

‘But that woman is so arrogant. Just because she can ride a horse, does she think flying a plane is a piece of cake? How utterly stupid and laughable!

‘In the future, I’ll make her understand just how vast the gap between us is,‘ Jasmine sneered inwardly.

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After the airshow, Zoya left first since Eowyn had some business to attend to.

But as she walked out of the exhibition hall, a sleek black Maybach pulled right up in front of her.

She recognized the car.

It was Wren’s ride.

The driver got out and opened the door for her. “My boss said he’d give Mrs. Mayer a lift.”

“No, thanks. I can grab a cab,” Zoya replied.

“What, you think I can’t give you a ride?” A chilly male voice sounded, and as Zoya bent down, she saw Wren’s handsome face in the backseat.

She rubbed her nose, thinking no point picking a fight with someone like Wren.

If he insisted on giving her a ride, she might as well save on cab fare.

“Thanks, Mr. Richmond,” Zoya said, giving her address to the driver,

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As Zoya got in, Nicolas also walked out of the hall, staring somewhat incredulously at the Maybach slowly driving away.

‘Had I just imagined it? How did Zoya end up in Wren’s car?!‘ he thought to himself.

In the car, Wren said, “Mrs. Mayer, as the former leader of the Alpha Special Ops, you really shone in today’s airshow.”

Zoya realized then that Wren must have looked into her past.

“I’m flattered,” she replied.

Then, the car fell silent again.

Yet, they also seemed like hands that had seen much bloodshed. At least at the restaurant, according to how Wren held the gun, he definitely knew his way around shooting.

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With that, she dialed Nicolas’s number in a huff.

When Nicolas got back, not only was Violette there, but even his mom was waiting in the living room.

As soon as she saw Nicolas, Anica rushed forward indignantly, “Zoya was out flirting with some other guy! If it weren’t for Violette catching her, we’d still be kept in the dark.”

“Nicolas, I told you she’s not to be trusted. Otherwise, why would that almost–sealed deal fall through just because she left the company?” Violette said while pulling out her phone and showing the video she took to Nicolas.

The license plate on the screen gave Nicolas a shock.

It was Wren’s car. Then he saw Zoya get out, followed by the driver, who seemed to hand her a book.

So, he wasn’t mistaken earlier…

Zoya really got into Wren’s car. In an instant, all kinds of suspicions flashed through Nicolas’s mind.

“What’s going on here?” He looked at Zoya with a serious face.

“I happened to run into him when leaving the airshow, and he gave me a ride,” Zoya said indifferently.

“Nice excuse, Zoya. As a married woman, getting into another man’s car, what’s your deal?” Violette sneered.

“You should ask your brother that. As a married man, he’s not exactly innocent–he’s given plenty of rides to Jasmine,” Zoya shot back.

Violette’s face stiffened, and Anica already lunged at Zoya, her hand swinging to slap her face. “I’m telling you now. This divorce is happening today. No excuses.”