Sophia's eyes widened as she took in the luxurious interior of the Range Rover. She looked at the other two cars parked behind it, her curiosity getting the better of her. "What about those ones?" she asked Rachel.
Rachel smiled gently, understanding that Sophia might not be aware of her uncle's influence in America. "Well, yes, those are his escorts," she replied.
Ahh, Sophia muttered under her breath. In her village, she had never seen such luxurious cars. The only transportation available were old taxis and buses, and in the castle, they used wagons pulled by horses. She wondered why her mother had never told her about her uncle's wealth.
As Rachel closed the car door and walked towards the second car, Sophia hesitated before entering the Range Rover. She was still confused about what was happening.
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Inside the airport, the crowd was still in shock, and some had forgotten about their flights. Coby and his bodyguards remained on their knees, begging for mercy. Jonathan drew closer to them, his eyes squinting as he looked at Coby.
"I...I am sorry, Mr. Jonathan," Coby stammered. "I never knew they were with you."
Jonathan's smile played on his lips. "I thought you were just making threats a few minutes ago? And even dared to threaten me not to move an inch?"
Coby begged, "I...I am sorry, Mr. Jonathan. I never knew it was you. If I had recognized you, I wouldn't have dared, even if I was given a thousand chances."
Without another word, Jonathan stood up and walked outside the airport, leaving his bodyguards to deal with Coby and his men.
As Jonathan exited the airport, the driver of the Range Rover got out to open the door for him. Sophia watched in awe, still seated in the car. She hadn't even noticed the driver, as the car was divided by a tinted glass partition.
Ahh, she thought to herself, remembering how she had talked to herself in the car, thinking no one could hear her.
Mr. Jonathan entered the car gently, sitting beside Sophia, who was still lost in thought. The driver closed the door and entered the car. In a moment, the Range Rover roared to life and started moving.
Sophia looked at the man beside her, then turned to see the other two cars following behind. Rachel was in the second car, and Sophia wondered what was happening.
As they drove away from the airport, Sophia's mind was filled with questions. Who was her uncle, really? And why did he have such influence and power?