phone.
“Mr. Cole, I am so sorry. I had no idea she was on that flight.”
Evan’s expression remained unreadable. “You don’t need to apologize for your wife’s behavior.” He looked across the cabin toward Darla. “But we do need to discuss something else.”
Darla’s stomach tightened.
“What?” her husband asked.
Evan leaned back in his seat.
“The audit.”
Darla froze.
Her husband went silent.
Evan continued calmly, “The board meeting is still happening this afternoon. But after what my auditors discovered yesterday, there may be some changes to the agenda.”
Darla stared at him.
She abruptly understood why her husband had sounded terrified.
This had never been about a seat.
The first-class clash had erupted at the worst possible time for her family.
And Evan had seen exactly how Darla treated those she considered beneath her.
He ended the call, placed his phone beside him, and turned to the
