Bab 427: A moth to a flame

"Where is that chauffeur?" Jacky mumbled to herself as she again looked at the clock on her phone.

Still, the person assigned to pick her up was a no-show. He was already late by almost an hour, something that she hated the most. Time was a valuable commodity that should never be wasted.

She had been pacing inside her apartment, double-checking her luggage if she had forgotten anything. Then, inspecting her checklist for things she might have overlooked.

She was about to call Alex since he was the one who made the arrangements but thought against it. She would give it a few more minutes. 

She did not want to disturb the couple unnecessarily, who probably was already having a great time. Besides, the private plane would never leave without her, would it? She thought as she debated her action next as the clock ticked by.