Deirdre suddenly understood. She quietly boarded the car and fastened her seat belt.

While the car was moving, Brendan was continuously coughing. Sometimes, it became so intense that he seemed to be coughing his lungs out.

Even Sam couldn’t stand it and suggested, “Mr. Brighthall, shall we get some medicine from the pharmacy?”

“Just drive the car.” Brendan gave the most indifferent reply. “Don’t waste time. We have to go back as soon as possible.”

Sam had no choice but to speed up.

The moment they arrived at the airport, it was boarding time. Sam gave Deirdre a flight ticket and said, “Miss McKinnon, do talk to the flight attendants so that they will lead you to your first-class cabin.”

What did Sam mean?

Deirdre was startled. “What about you two? Are you not boarding the plane?”

“Of course we are.” Sam hesitated before he added, “It’s just that the first class has the last seat available, and Mr. Brighthall and I are taking the business class.”

What a coincidence!

Deirdre fe