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"What do you hope to gain from this? I swore I would never come back here!" Matteo demanded angrily.

Matteo waltzed back into the plane and sat down. He folded his arms like a petulant child and stared ahead stubbornly. The flight attendant approached him, trying to calm him down and offer assistance.

"Turn this plane around," Matteo firmly ordered the pilot, as he walked towards the cockpit with a determined expression on his face. He completely ignored the flight attendant who went red with embarrassment.

Priscilla sat unmoved by Matteo's reaction. If only he knew what was in store for him. She had prepared herself for a reaction like this, so she was not phased in the least bit.

The pilot who was a man in his prime, regarded Matteo with cold stares.

"I am afraid I can't do that sir, I am not on your payroll son," The pilot sternly said. He knew better than to give in to Matteo's demands.

"I will not forget this," Matteo firmly said as he glared harshly at the old man