“Attention, passengers. Flight F90876 is about to arrive in Akloit…”


    The announcement filled the air, and Cheyenne, who had been dozing off and leaning on Kelvin, finally woke up.


    They exchanged a nce and stood up together.


    Seeing Cheyenne still looking sleepy, Kelvin considerately took out a blue handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the corner of her mouth.


    The woman, with her captivating eyes wide open, looked at him and asked, “Did I have drool on my mouth?”


    She then nervously nced around, hoping no one saw her awkward sleeping state. “Hmm,” Kelvin responded.


    She thought it was impossible and subconsciously reached out to wipe her mouth, but there was nothing there.


    She gave him a disdainful look and eximed, “Liar!”


    He exined, “There was no drool, but your lipstick smudged on your chin, so I wiped it off for you.”


    However, his exnation was ineffective, as she was already angry and decided to ignore him and wait for Omari instead.


    The two of them stood side by side at the exit gate for a long time, watching Omari’s flight time getting closer, ticking down.


    But as all the passengers from the arriving ne disembarked and walked past them, they didn’t see the person they were expecting.


    By now, the ne had been at the gate for ten minutes, and the number of peopleing out was dwindling.


    Finally, the airport staff closed the exit gate. Cheyenne’s gaze froze, and her expression was no longer as rxed as before.


    “What’s going on? I didn’t see Omariing out. Why did they close the gate?”


    Not only she, but Kelvin also didn’t see Omari.


    Although he was reluctant toe and pick up Omari, he disliked seeing the worry on Cheyenne’s face even more.


    “I didn’t see him either. Could it be that Omari left through another exit gate?” Kelvin’spany was involved in the construction of Akloit’s airport, and they had spent two billion dors on it. It was one of the top three airports in the country, so naturally, it had arge scale with seven or eight exit gates.


    If they hadn’t agreed in advance on which gate to meet at, they might have missed each other. Cheyenne shook her head with certainty. “No, we talked on the phone earlier and agreed to meet him at Gate C1. He wouldn’t break his word.”


    “Maybe he forgot. Why don’t you call him now?” His words reminded Cheyenne that she couldn’t answer calls during the flight, but now that she hadnded, she could make a call.


    She pulled out her phone and found Omari’s name. She nned to scold him fiercely if he had picked up. He had made her wait the whole morning for nothing!


    “Sorry, the number you have dialed is not in service. Please try againter…”


    Seeing the smile freeze on Cheyenne’s face, Kelvin also felt a sense of unease.


    “What’s wrong? Can’t get through?”


    “Yeah, it says the number is not in service. Could it be that he went to some remote mountain area?”


    Kelvin, seeing her anxious, tried tofort her, “Maybe the signal is weak, or maybe he justnded and hasn’t switched off airne mode yet. Don’t worry, let’s wait for another ten minutes.”


    It was already 10:15 a. m., and in ten minutes, it would be 10:25 a. m. Even if Omari was a fool, he should have left the airport by then. If they still couldn’t find him, perhaps he had already gone home. When it was 10:25 a. m., the call still couldn’t get through, and the aircraft he had been on had entered maintenance mode. It meant that everyone had disembarked.


    The airport was still bustling with arrivals and departures as couples without anyone to pick them up decided to head home first.


    Kelvin, on the other hand, had a cunning n. He discreetly sent the flight information to his second assistant, asking him to investigate the passenger list.


    They returned to their vi. From a distance, they could spot a little boy in a ck suit with a bowtie, leading a girl in a pink princess dress, waiting at the doorstep. They were just like a pair of child couple.


    As they approached, they noticed a familiar car. Cierra grabbed her brother’s arm excitedly, shaking it. “Brother, godfather ising!”


    They had met Omari before and adored him.


    He treated them like his own children, providing them with whatever they desired without hesitation.


    Before the car even came to a stop, Cierra dashed towards the luxury vehicle in her white shoes. Oliver quickly pulled her braided hair from behind. “Come back! It’s dangerous!”


    Kelvin, the driver, felt a mix of sadness and fear upon witnessing his daughter recklessly running towards him.Content is property of N?velDrama.Org.


    He swiftly turned the car in the opposite direction and, after parking, instead of scolding Cierra first, he scolded his son. “Oliver, how could you allow your sister to stand outside in the wind and let her run in front of the car? What if she got hurt?”


    Normally, Oliver would have given him a cold shoulder, but this time… the proud little guy lowered his head first. “I’m sorry. I didn’t watch over my sister.”


    Unable to bear seeing her brother getting scolded because of him, Cierra clung to Kelvin’s thigh, using a face resembling Cheyenne’s and acting coquettish. “Daddy, I’m sorry. Brother already held me, so there was no danger. Please don’t scold him, okay?”


    As soon as Kelvin saw that face, most of his anger dissipated. How could he get angry at his beloved daughter whom he cherished in the palm of his hand?


    He squatted down, gently caressing her hair. And then he lifted her up. Cierra extended her arms, hanging them around his neck, and yfully rubbed against him.


    She truly resembled a little kitten, with a hint of milk fragrance. Her mother used to do the same, rubbing her head against him. The mother and daughter shared this trait.


    “Your behavior just now was inappropriate and dangerous. Did your brother pull your hair too hard?”


    Cierra was, of course, in pain, but if she admitted it, her father would surely get angry, and her brother would be scolded again. So, Cierra shook her head, revealing an innocent smile.


    “It doesn’t hurt.”


    “By the way, Dad, where is godfather?”


    Cheyenne had gotten out of the car and closed the door behind her. The two pairs of little eyes stared inside the car, disappointed not to see their long-awaited godfather.


    Cierra immediately pouted unhappily. Kelvin felt a pang in his heart. Even though thest time Omari visited, she was less than a year old and just learning to walk, let alone remember anything.


    Why was she fixated on that guy?


    “Ahem… We didn’t receive any news from your godfather. We’ll give him a callter to inquire. Let’s go back for now. Sweetie, have you had breakfast?”


    When he got up, the two children were still asleep, so he didn’t disturb them.


    “Yes, I did.” The little girl’s speech was now clear. She spoke a lot, too. He asked her if she had breakfast, and she could babble on about it to Kelvin.