THE PRIVATE JET touched down smoothly on the runway of Charles de Gaulle Airport, its wheels screeching softly before slowing to a halt.
Tumingin naman si Ashriel sa labas ng bintana. Nakita niya ang mga itim na magagarang sasakyan na nakalinya sa ibaba. There are too many to be ordinary escorts. In front of the lined vehicles, men in suits stood in formation, and their earpieces were glinting beneath the sky.
Hindi ito ang unang beses na umapak si Ashriel sa France pero pakiramdam niya ay ito ang unang beses na pumunta siya sa lugar na ‘to.
“Wow,” Ashton let out a low whistle. “This is definitely not a normal family welcome.”
Evron pressed his face to the window. “Daddy, we’re here.”
Ngumiti si Ashriel. “Yeah, we’re here,” he said as he ruffled his son’s hair.
The cabin door ope
