Rich Passenger Mocks Black Woman In First Class Then Learns She Owns The Airline

Rich Passenger Mocks Black Woman In First Class Then Learns She Owns The Airline

Chapter 11

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"Yes, ma'am... Ms. Jordan, ma'am," he stammered."Ben, I saw what happened. You were professional. You were polite. You were targeted by that man, and you did nothing wrong. I want to be very clear about that.""Thank you, ma'am," Ben said, relief washing over his face."What you saw from your lead purser, however," she said, her voice hardening as she turned to Evelyn, "was an abject failure. You threw him to the wolves. You broke your own company's protocol."Evelyn burst into tears. "Ms. Jordan, please! He was so aggressive. I... I have a mortgage. I have kids. I was scared he'd... he'd file a report, that I'd be... I'd be fired! I was just trying to keep the peace!""You weren't keeping the peace," Seraphina corrected her. "You were sacrificing your crew to appease a bully. My new policy, which you clearly haven't read, states that in a conflict between an abusive passenger and a crew member, AuraJet backs the crew—always. You had the power to have Mr. Thorne arrested. You had the power to tell the captain. You had the power to issue a formal red-card warning. You did none of those things. Instead, you offered him more wine.""I... I'm so sorry. Please don't fire me," Evelyn wept."That's not my decision to make right here," Seraphina said, though it absolutely was. "Your future will be decided by Jonathan Briggs and HR. But I will tell you this, Evelyn: your actions tonight showed me that you are not, in your current state, qualified to lead a team. You are demoted from purser, effective immediately. You will finish this flight as a standard attendant."She turned to Ben. "Ben, you will be the acting lead for the remainder of the flight. Log the incident, prepare the cabin for landing, and coordinate with the ground crew. Can you do that?"Ben, stunned, stood up straighter. "Yes, ma'am. I can.""Good." Seraphina gave him a nod. "Your composure under pressure is exactly what I look for in a leader."She left the galley and returned to her seat.The descent into London was heavy with dread. As the 777's wheels screeched onto the runway at Heathrow, Marcus Thorne looked like a man being led to his own execution.The plane taxied to its gate at Terminal 5. The fastened seatbelt sign pinged off, but before anyone could even think of standing, the captain's voice came on:

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