Five Days Later.

In thest few days of living in this vige, Be has enjoyed nature and time with her family, including Lewis Sinir.

Although she loved this peaceful ce, her vacation ended today, and she had to return to the capital.

Knowing she was leaving Grandpa Sinir alone made it hard for Be to leave. She hoped he would return with them to the capital, but she couldn’t make him move.

She had already bid him farewell yesterday, aware that Grandpa Sinir would visit the city when they departed.

"We need to move now, or we’ll miss our flight," Isaac Donovan’s voice pulled Be from her thoughts. She nodded and entered the car. After everyone settled, Nick drove the car, left theke-view vi, and headed toward the airport.

Be sat alone in the middle row, while her grandfather and Dax sat in the back row. She tried to divert her sadness by reading something on her iPad. However, it didn’t take long before she became distracted by the conversation between Dax and her Grandpa.

"Dax, are you happy we’re finally moving to the Capital?" Suddenly, Isaac Donovan’s voice echoes in the car as he chats with Dax.

"Yes! I can’t wait to y on the sea, Grandpa. Mommy never takes me to the sea."

Dax’s words saddened Isaac. How could this little boy never go to the beach?

"Doesn’t your mommy take you on trips?"

Dax shook his head. "We only travel around our vige, never to another city or country. My first airne ride was when we returned from Sweden to this country."

"Oh, dear... Don’t worry. From now on, Gramps will take you wherever you want," Isaac said, ncing at Be. "You should take him on vacation more often. If you’re busy, let me go with him."

Be, "..."

She couldn’t believe her son was exposing her again like he usually did these past few days, talking so much to her Grandpa.

"Sure, Grandpa. We will travel a lot..." Be answered with a smile. She let them continue chatting while reading some crucial files on her iPad.

Not long after, their car arrived at the airport.

Be was surprised Nick had driven their vehicle to a private airport instead of the supposedmercial airport. She saw several jet parks in the distance, making her immediately realize that they would be using private nes, notmercial nes.

She looked at Nick with a confused look, "Do you realize you took the wrong airport, Nick? I remember I didn’t book a private jet—"

"No, young miss. This is the correct airport." Nick exined.

Before Be could say anything, Isaac interrupted, "We’re at the correct airport, Be. Someone offered me the use of his jet..."

Be started to feel uneasy hearing her Grandpa’s words and turned to look at him.

"Who? Why didn’t you tell me sooner?" She wouldn’t have needed to spend money on amercial ne ticket if she knew they’d be flying on a jet.

"You’ll see himter—" Isaac replied, shing a mysterious smile.

Be, "..."

She had no choice but to follow them to the white jet parked a few meters from their car.

...

"Wow! Grandpa has a rich friend?" Dax, who was walking in front of Noora, asked excitedly.

Noora leaned closer, her head to Dax’s, and whispered, "Did you forget who your grandpa’s best friend is?"

Dax was silent momentarily before gasping, realizing who his Grandpa’s friend was. It was his Grandpa from his father’s side.

How could he forget they are super rich?

He no longer said anything, but the look in his eyes clearly showed that he was both amazed and worried that the jet in front of him belonged to his father, whom he had never seen before.

Since Dax knew about Tristan Sinir, he searched for information about him almost every night, and the more Dax read about Tristan, the more his hatred toward him grew. Gossip media always wrote that he had many girlfriends, and they even said Tristan Sinir was a yboy.

After reading those articles, Dax realized why his mother divorced his father — he had been unfaithful.

Suddenly, Dax’s face looked anxious. He nced back to see his mother walking behind.

’Will Mom be okay if Father is on that ne?’ Dax thought as he continued following Noora entering the jet.

...

Be was nervous.

She was worried that she would meet Tristan on the ne.

Even though Be knew she couldn’t avoid Tristan forever, at least he didn’t show up today when Dax was with them.

"Grandpa, why did you use his jet without telling me?" Be sounded disappointed. She feels her Grandpa betrayed her bymunicating with Tristan behind her back.

"I don’t want to use anything rted to him anymore." She continued.

"Oh, dear... why do you overthink?" Isaac Donovan stopped his step and chuckled when he saw her worried expression. "You think Tristan owns this jet?"

Be nods while looking at the Sinir Corps logo on the jet tail.

"I could see that hispany name is over there..." she said, gazing at her Grandpa again.

"Did you know Tristan is not thepany’s true owner? I know Lewis still owns the majority of shares in thepany. So, he has a right to use this jet, too..." Isaac calmly exined. He could sense her worry; she didn’t want to meet Tristan and deal with him.

Be can’t utter anything even though she knows she still worries about encountering Tristan during their flight today. She’s not ready to meet him now.

"Why are you afraid to meet him? I’m here. He won’t dare do anything funny to you, my dear," Isaac said.

"I know. I just... well... I’d feel awkward if he suddenly rides this jet before I tell him about Dax."

"You should tell him sooner. After all, he has the right to know. And you can’t possibly keep avoiding him forever. You two will live in the same city—" Isaac stopped talking when he saw a ck Maybach approaching them and stopping a few meters away.

"Who?" Be’s eyes narrowed as she looked at the car. Her heart started to beat faster. She was nervous.