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“Ugh! You can’t be serious! Are you really making her sit here?! Miss, you better do something about it!” Louis Newman grumbled as he noticed a mother-of-three approaching his adjacent seats with the assistance of a stewardess. “I’m sorry, sir,” the stewardess replied gently, showing him the tickets. “These seats have been assigned to Mrs. Debbie Brown and her children, and we can’t do anything about it. I’d request you to kindly cooperate with us.” “You don’t understand, Miss! I have a crucial meeting with foreign investors. Her children will keep chit-chatting and making noises, and I cannot afford to lose this deal!” “Sir….” The stewardess had just started speaking when Debbie interrupted her. “It’s all right. I can sit somewhere else if the other passengers are willing to swap seats with my children and me. That isn’t an issue for me.” “Not at all, ma’am!” the stewardess shot back. “You’re sitting here because you paid for it, and you have the right to be here! It makes no difference whether someone likes it or not, and sir,” she turned to Louis, “I’d appreciate it if you could be patient until the flight is over.” Millionaire businessman Louis Newman was annoyed that the stewardess had refused his request, but what irritated him even more was that he was forced to sit next to a woman who seemed not to belong to the business class, wearing the cheapest clothes on the flight. He put on his AirPods to avoid being forced into conversation with the woman and turned his face away as she sat beside him, having helped her children secure themselves tightly to their seats. Soon, the boarding process was completed, with passengers settling into their assigned seats, and the flight took off. It was the first time Debbie and her children were flying business class, so as the flight left the runway for the skies, the children began chirping in joy. “Mom!” cried her daughter Stacey. “Look, we’re finally flying! Yay!” Some passengers on the plane turned to look at Stacey and smiled at her innocence, but Louis had a scornful expression on his face. “Listen,” he said as he faced Debbie. “Could you please ask your children to be quiet? Because I missed my previous flight, I’m joining a meeting from here. I don’t want any kind of disruption.” “I’m sorry,” Debbie politely replied as she motioned for the children to remain quiet. Louis’s meeting lasted almost the entire flight, and as he spoke, Debbie realized he was a businessman who was mainly into the fabrics industry, as she could see he’d mentioned fabrics frequently and had a handbook with designs. When Louis’s meeting was finished, Debbie approached him and asked, “Do you mind if I ask you a question?” Louis didn’t want to talk to her, but since his meeting had gone well and the investors had agreed to the deal, he was quite pleased and let go of his arrogance. “Umm…Yeah, sure, go ahead.” “I noticed you had a handbook with fabric samples and designs. Do you work in the clothing industry?” “Uhhh…yeah, you could say that. I own a clothing company in New York. We just closed a deal. I hadn’t really hoped it would work, but it did.” “Oh, that’s lovely. Congratulations! Actually, I run a small boutique in Texas. It’s more of a family affair. It was started by my in-laws in New York. We recently opened a unit in Texas. I was really impressed with the designs you were presenting.” Louis gave her a sarcastic laugh. “Thanks, lady! But the designs that my company makes are not like some local or family boutique thing; we hire some of the best designers, and we just cracked a deal with the best designing company in the world! A BOUTIQUE, SERIOUSLY?!” He muttered loudly enough while smirking to m…o..c…k Debbie. “Oh, well,” Debbie felt humiliated by his comment, but she maintained her composure. “I – I understand. It must be something really huge for you.” “Something huge?” Louis smirked, shaking his head. “A poor woman like you would never understand what it means, but it was a million-dollar deal! Let me ask you this again,” he said after pausing for a brief while. “I mean, I saw your tickets and everything. I know you’re here flying business class with us, but trust me, you don’t look like someone who deserves to be here! Maybe try economy the next time and look for people who own boutiques like you?” Debbie’s patience was wearing thin at this point. “Listen, sir,” she said sternly. “I understand; it’s my first time flying in business class, and I had trouble figuring out the check-in process and everything, but don’t you think you’re getting ahead of yourself? My husband is on the flight with us, but…” Before Debbie could finish her sentence, an announcement over the intercom signaled their arrival at JFK. However, rather than turning off the intercom after his announcement, the pilot, Captain Tyler Brown, had something more to say. “Also I would like to thank every passenger on this flight, especially …. (continue reading in the 1st comment)⬇️ A millionaire criticizes a mother-of-three for traveling business class, but as the pilot announces their
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HE SHOWED UP LATE TO THE DADDY-DAUGHTER DANCE—BUT WHAT HE SAID WHEN HE WALKED IN MADE ME FREEZE I had been waiting near the folding chairs for almost twenty minutes. Every other girl had someone. Ties and boots and proud smiles, lifting daughters by the waist like princesses. Even Mr. Wheeler—the janitor from my school—was dancing with his niece like it was the best night of his life. But my dad wasn’t there. I kept checking the door. The big one with the old brass handle that stuck a little when you pulled it. I was trying not to cry, because I’d done my hair all by myself, and I didn’t want the curls to fall out. And then, just when I thought maybe he really wasn’t coming at all— The door creaked. He stepped in wearing jeans, his vest, and the same hat he always wore for work. He looked around the room, spotted me, and I saw that look in his eyes. Regret. Mixed with something else I couldn’t place. I walked up to him slowly. “You’re late,” I said. My voice came out quieter than I wanted. He knelt just a little, held out a single white rose. “I had to stop by somewhere first.” “Where?” He didn’t answer right away. Just leaned in and whispered, “I had to make sure she wouldn’t stop us from having this night.” My fingers were still holding the stem when I realized— (continue reading in the first cᴑmment He Was Late to the Dance, But Right on Time for Me I waited near the folding chairs for over twenty minutes
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When I told my MIL I was baking my own wedding cake, she laughed and said, “You’re baking your own cake? What is this, a picnic?” Then added, “Well, I suppose when you grow up poor, it’s hard to let go of that mindset.” She’s never worked a day in her life – weekly salon visits, designer everything, and calls Target “that warehouse.” Her husband funds her every whim, but unlike her, my fiancé never wanted a cent from him. So after he lost his job three months before the wedding, we made a promise: no debt, no handouts. We’d cut back and make it work. And I decided to bake the cake myself. Three tiers. Vanilla bean, raspberry filling, buttercream, piped florals. It turned out perfect. Guests raved. The venue said it looked like it came from a boutique bakery. Then came the speeches. My MIL took the mic, sparkling in her second outfit of the night, and said, “Of course, I had to step in and make the cake. I couldn’t let my son have something tacky on his big day!” She laughed. The room clapped. I froze, fork mid-air. She took credit for my cake. I stood up to say something – but karma was already doing the talking. Three guests walked straight up to her. Jack never took sick days. Not for the flu, not for food poisoning, not even the day his mother died.
As the date got closer, I messaged her, just checking when the invites were coming so I could RSVP.
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