She had no idea what was about to happen next.

Maria didn’t return alone.

Two other flight attendants followed her down the aisle, along with the lead purser — a tall, calm man named Gregory who had clearly already been briefed. His face was professional, but there was an unmistakable firmness in his eyes.“Ma’am,” Gregory said evenly, stopping beside Sandra’s row, “we need to speak with you.”

Sandra rolled her eyes dramatically. “Finally. Tell her to stop causing problems.”

Gregory didn’t even glance at Amara.

“Ma’am,” he repeated, “you have violated our airline’s zero-tolerance policy regarding harassment, discrimination, and passenger interference.”

Sandra blinked. “Excuse me?”

Maria stood beside him. “We heard what you said. Multiple passengers heard it. And your son has repeatedly ignored instructions to stop kicking another passenger’s seat.”Sandra laughed again, but there was a flicker of uncertainty now. “This is ridiculous. He’s a kid. And I didn’t say anything that bad.”

A woman across the aisle spoke up quietly but clearly. “Yes, you did. And your son’s been doing it the whole time.”

Another passenger added, “We all heard it. It was disgusting.”

Sandra’s face flushed. “Mind your own business!”