Marco slowly closed his eyes, as his thoughts drifted towards the neighboring villa. Was the family already resting?
Did Dad know about his sister's plight?
But what he didn't expect was that at this moment, on an international flight, someone was planning to surprise him…
...
The next day.
The sky was just beginning to brighten.
An airplane had just landed.
There weren't many people at the airport; the main hall was empty, with only occasional passing travelers.
A woman dressed in a low-key manner, in jeans and a long shirt, wearing a wide-brimmed pink hat and dark sunglasses on her nose, carrying a white LV bag, walked lightly out of the airport, ready to catch a ride by the roadside.
By coincidence.
A car abruptly stopped right in front of her with a screech.
After getting in the car.
She sat in the back, politely speaking in a low voice to the driver, "I'm going to Phoenix City."
