Bryana and Dean were already on the private jet that would take them to London. The husband and wife are sitting in the passenger cabin which provides complete facilities with no more than 15 seats. they took the children, Louis, Lauren, Dany, Samuel, and also Franky while Lily chose to stay at home because she wasn't feeling well.
Dean looked at Bryana who sat blankly staring at the plane window which showed the night sky. "Honey, you'd better sleep in the room with the kids. You should rest because otherwise, I'm afraid you'll get sick. If you get sick, how will you take care of dad?"
Bryana sighed, glanced at the bodyguards who came with her and also Lauren, who seemed to be asleep in their seats. "You also sleep in the room," she cried.
Dean nodded with a softening look. "Of course. Let's move."
