Maria sat down on one of the plush leather seats in the jet’s cabin, her expression still a mixture of disbelief and irritation. She leaned back, running her hand over the armrest, feeling the luxurious texture beneath her fingers.
“This… this is ridiculous,” she muttered under her breath, shaking her head. “Who does something like this just to prove a point?”
Sarah, who had taken the seat across from her mother, watched her cautiously. She felt as though the ground beneath her had shifted, leaving her unsure of what to believe.
Jack’s actions were bold, almost too bold, and she couldn’t decide if they were admirable or alarming.
“You have to admit, Mom, it’s impressive,” Sarah said hesitantly, breaking the heavy silence.
Maria shot her a sharp look.
“Impressive? This is over-the-top
