Passengers started paying attention. Kimberly’s tone hardened. “I need to see it clearly.”

“I already showed you,” he snapped.

“No. You didn’t.”

The cabin turned tense.

“Stand up,” Kimberly said.

“No.”

Whispers spread. The crew signaled the cockpit.

“If you don’t comply, this flight won’t depart,” Kimberly warned.

That rattled him—but instead of backing down, he doubled down.
“I paid for first class. I’m not moving for a kid with a nanny.”