THEY GOT OFF THE PLANE TO GIVE MY SEAT TO A MILLIONAIRE... WITHOUT KNOWING THAT I WAS THE ONLY PERSON WHO COULD SAVE HIS LIFE

I kept the studies.

In three months we will talk about intense exercise.

Ethan nodded.

Then he left an envelope on the table.

What is this?

It's not money.

“It’s better.

“Open it.

Inside was a copy of the new statutes of a foundation.

Hart-Walsh Patient Dignity Initiative.

I looked up.

My sister and I funded a program to help passengers who need to travel for medical reasons and cannot afford changes, accommodation or specialized transportation.

Claire added:

There will also be legal assistance for people unfairly expelled from flights related to medical treatment.

I was silent.

“Don’t bear your name because you saved Ethan,” she said. He wears it because this all started when someone decided that one person without expensive clothes was worth less than another.

I looked at Ethan.

“Idea yours?”

Claire did half.

“The smart part was mine,” she said.

Ethan smiled.

“That too.

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