My Fiancée’s Assistant Stole My Seat—So I Dumped Her

My mom called me at my top-secret organization, demanding I come home for a blind date.

The candidate sounded ideal—gorgeous beyond belief and a well-known entrepreneur in the area.

Before I left, my superior personally instructed the airline to keep my identity confidential.

I boarded the plane at the agreed time and found my assigned seat. Just as I was about to sit down, someone shoved me hard from behind.

Before I could even react, a man stepped forward, arrogance written all over his face, and waved a wad of cash at me.

“I want this seat. Take the money and get lost.”