After a few more seconds passed, when her shock finally faded, Be turned her gaze back to Stefan.

"Why did Harper suddenlye here?" she asked.

"How should I know? Sister Harper didn’t tell me about her sudden visit. Still, I—" Stefan paused when he suddenly remembered he shouldn’t say anything about that to Be, or he would be in trouble if she protested.

"Still what? What are you trying to say, Stefan?" Be could see that Stefan obviously was hiding something from her. She narrowed her eyes.

"Ugh, sis, sorry. Actually, I know when Harper’s passport is used..."

Stefan exined that he can identify which members of the RDF Group’s board of directors use their passports for international travel. Once one of the BODs applies for a visa or uses their passport at any airport to travel to another country, he will receive a special notification.

That’s how he found out when Harper applied for an express visa to visit Astington. He also automatically knew which jet Harper was on, when it was taking off, and when she would arrive.

Be was utterly speechless upon hearing Stefan’s exnation. She didn’t expect Stefan to be tracking them. Gosh!

Just before Be wanted to respond, something crossed her mind. Her expression turned sharp as she looked at Stefan.

Stefan could feel the coldness in her eyes. He silently wetted his throat while waiting for her to say something.

"Why, why are you looking at me like that—"

"Five years ago. You know I applied for a Schengen visa, did you? And then find out my flight details, and then you pass the information on to Jack, don’t you?" Be rhetorically asked.

Now, Be could understand why Jack and Harper suddenly appeared at the airport when she arrived at Stockholm Anda Airport.

At the time, she doubted Jack’s reasons because they seemed too absurd. How could Jack know someone had sent money to her Swiss bank ount and traced her flight details? She had already suspected that it was Stefan who found her, but she didn’t expect him to trace her through her passport.

Stefan’s face stiffened when he heard her question. He no longer sat rxed with his legs crossed. Instead, he sat up straight and smiled awkwardly at Be. He knew he was in trouble now, exposing Jack’s order to track all thepany’s Board of Directors.

"Is it true?" Be repeated.

"Yeah. Sorry, sis, but this is forpany security. Jack asked me to track all of your passports. I know wherever you are flying out of the country." Stefan could no longer hide anything from her. He would have to think about how to exin it to Jack.

Be was speechless.

Now she understood why Jack knew her flight details and appeared with Harper at the airport to wait for her.

’Gosh! Jack Foster, you are so shameless.’ Be couldn’t help but vent her frustration at him.

However, even though Be was annoyed, she couldn’t be angry with her little brother, Stefan, because Stefan had kept his promise not to tell Jack where she was when she resided in this city during her marriage to Tristan. He helped her hide from Jack, and she was grateful for this.

Be hid from Jack not because she was afraid of something but because she didn’t want Jack to bother her bying to this city and asking her to return to thepany, especially when he suddenly established Quantum Capital in this country.

She fully understands how Jack highly values her as a best friend and a beneficial asset for their business.

"Bro, you don’t have to worry; I’m not angry with you. I understand you did what you have to do," Be smiled at him to reassure him that she was okay.

Stefan was stunned. He thought Be would scold him.

"Thank you, sis. I promise I will not do that again in the future," he said while making a V sign with his fingers.

Be chuckled.

"So, anyone apany Harper on her trip here? Did Jack alsoe?" she asked.

"No. She is alone on this trip."

"Good...Good... you cane to my house this weekend. I’ll throw a garden party for you and Harper."

Be was already nning a small party. She had a lot to celebrate: her mother was free from her father, the Laura Kiels matter finally ended, and her rtionship with Tristan was also something they needed to celebrate, right?

Stefan was so excited. He couldn’t wait to visit Be’s house and meet Dax. He also had a hidden agenda: to meet Be’s husband in person. He had seen Tristan Sinir a few times but only from afar, and he had never had the chance to meet him in person, let alone shake his hand and have a friendly chat.

"Thank you, sis. Do I need to bring Dax a gift? Any idea what gift would excite him the most?" Stefan asked excitedly.

Before Be could answer, a woman’s voice came from the door. "Stefan, isn’t Dax’s birthday a long time away? Why do you want to give him a gift?"

Be and Stefan instantly looked towards the door.

Harper was standing near the door in her usual attire from a famous brand—a morous ck coat with tight pants that hugged her slender legs. Oversized sunsses perched on her sharp nose. Her red coral lipstickpleted her appearance. She looked just like a model wearing a new clothing product in a fashion magazine.

"Sis, you finally came—" Stefan smiled at Harper as he stood from his seat to wee her.

Be felt mixed emotions as she looked at her best friend, who suddenly appeared before her eyes. She hadn’t expected to see Harper today.

Just a few days ago, she called her to ask about famous clothing brands for her mother, and Harper didn’t mention any ns to visit her here. Gosh! This girl never fails to surprise her.

Harper chuckled as she saw Be, but theughter faded when she realized something: Be wasn’t shocked; she was simply sitting in her seat.