Victor chuckled softly, a hint of embarrassment coloring his cheeks. “I suppose I should have mentioned—I’m Victor Vasquez. I own this airline.”

Anna’s jaw dropped, and she couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation. She had sacrificed her flight to help a stranger, only to discover he was no ordinary passenger.

“Well, I definitely didn’t expect that,” she said, shaking her head in disbelief.