Eve paced in the living room the next day. Damn that Ethan! After ignoring her, he actually woke up in the middle of the night, chatting with another woman. 

"Madam, why do you look agitated? Are you alright?" Elena appeared from the kitchen area. 

"Sure, Elena." Eve forced a smile and sat down. 

She couldn't just tell the Stewardess that her first attempt at seducing Ethan was a failure, and there was a high chance that Ethan was seeing another woman. The poor woman would feel more miserable than she was. 

"Alright, Madam. Lunch is almost ready."

"Oh, okay–" Eve nodded absentmindedly, sinking into her thoughts. 

If it was true...