Please relocate those two immediately, Riiiip! – Story Of The Day!

“Mr. Vance,” James said, his voice ringing with authority, “you are addressing the majority shareholder and owner of Skyward Air. This aircraft and everyone on it answers to her.”

Mark laughed until I projected my phone screen onto the cabin monitors. There it was: the deed of ownership, the bank transfers, and my name as CEO of Vanguard Holdings. The color drained from his face as he realized that the “Vanguard” he had been trying to impress was the wife he had just exiled to the back of the plane. I informed him that the Helios deal was dead because I now held a controlling interest in that company as well, and I had no intention of doing business with a man who treated his partner with such systemic abuse.

I ordered the plane to divert to Reykjavik, Iceland. Mark went through every stage of grief in forty minutes—denial, rage, and finally, pathetic begging. Tiffany sat in silence, her attraction to Mark having died the moment his power vanished. When we touched down on the freezing tarmac, the local police were waiting. They were removed for disorderly conduct and assault on the owner of the airline. As Mark was dragged toward the door, he realized he had no money and no way home. I reached into my pocket and tucked a ten-pound note into his suit. “Buy a coffee,” I said. “It’s cold out there.”

The door closed, and the cabin became a sanctuary once more. James brought me a fresh robe and moved my things to Seat 1A. I washed the champagne from my skin and looked in the mirror. My eyes were harder, but the weight that had pressed on my shoulders for three years was gone. I sat in my rightful seat and sipped a glass of vintage Dom Pérignon as we took off for London.

The remainder of the flight was a study in efficient destruction. From my laptop, I dismantled Mark’s career, sending evidence of his embezzled “mistress expenses” to his firm’s CEO. I contacted my real estate agent to finalize the sale of our house and instructed my divorce attorneys to trigger the infidelity clause in our prenup. Mark would leave the marriage with exactly what he had contributed: debt and a shattered ego.