When Harold heard this, the other party directly refused to say that he was Thomas Webb’s private flight attendant, with embarrassment on his face and jealousy in his heart.
The rich are indeed rich, not only have private jets, but also private flight attendants. This is really damn envy and hatred.
When can I get into this situation?
The stewardess ignored them, twisted her waist and went to the front cabin, while Thomas Webb kept his eyes closed and rested, and he was too lazy to talk to the Wilson family.
The Wilson family also felt bored.
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