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Our plane touched down on the tarmac of Phoenix Sky Harbor International Airport. The landing itself was quite smooth, which lent credence to the skill of the pilot of my private jet.

I turned to check on the girls who were with me.

"Impressive. The pilot must be quite skilled." A black-skinned beauty commented.

"Indeed, the plane Bella had us use was violent and made me lightheaded. I thought all Southern planes were the same."

"Alimentar um burro a pão de ló! Well, sorry for having a crappy airplane, that was the best I could get, all right? That thing was old, this plane is what, a hundred times more expensive?"

"You're too sensitive, Bella. Liv isn't wrong. Your plane was absolute garbage."

"Yeah, yeah, I know. Next time you Europeans should get us one, Jasmine."

"..."

"Hey, stop fighting. We are finally back in America, let's get along."

When I was sure that Liv could keep Jasmine and Bella under control, I looked over to where the children were.

"Oy, Jo. Tell this little ankle biter if he doesn't do the Harry, I'll give him another hole to breathe through."

"Oh shut up Robyn, can't you see he likes you? Why not try giving him a kiss? He is Polish, I can even translate for you."

"GFY! You yellow haired slagger! Like I would ever pash with an ankle bitter."

"Ona mówi, że cię lubi. (She says she likes you)"

"Fuck me dead, Jo! Are you trying to hook me up with an ankle-biting fuckwit? I already have the wombat! Stop it!"

"Mówi, że naprawdę cię lubi (She says she really likes you)," Jo said to the child with a big smile.

I couldn't help but chuckle at the dynamic between Jo and Robyn, they both had way too much energy. They fought well together but were complete opposites. Jo loved to tease people while Robyn preferred to complain alone.

The others and I started to ignore them since yesterday. Since Jo couldn't get an answer from anyone but Robyn or Bella, she naturally bothered them.

Jasmine, the only one who could control Jo, for some reason, became hostile towards Bella. It was as if she was using intentionally using her sister to annoy the Brazilian.

I guessed it was because the latter had told her that if she touched either Harry Evans or Caroline Fisher, her husband would be the first to know.

As the stewardesses helped the children off the plane, my butler Sebastian approached me.

"Lady Lilly, we have successfully arrived well ahead of schedule. Shall I fetch the limousine? Or would you like to go straight to the hotel to rest? Our flight route and pick-up of Ms. Taurus was quite hectic."

"Prepare a place for the children and Bella's aunt to stay. I will have the White Guard protect them for the time being. As for the rest of them, I will ask. But prepare a car for me, I have someone to visit," I instructed.

After our explosive exit from Japan, Bella had us fly around to lose the people on our trail. Once we were in the clear, we picked her up just off the coast of Africa.

Afterwards, in an audacious attempt to hide under the lamp, so to speak, we returned to Japan.

While it worked, such a plan was only possible because of Robyn. All planes that received her {Fates} nearly tripled their speed. The effect allowed us to make such long flights without refueling.

After one day, we raced back to America. Normally, people would be jet-lagged from such a hectic schedule. But our group was made up of monsters, so jet lag hardly affected anyone.

When my job of bringing them back was done, I was about to separate from them for a private matter. My anticipation gave me a spring in my step. I wanted to go alone, so I had to get rid of the Sirens.

I stood up and called everyone's attention. They moved to a long couch in front of me.

"Everyone, Bella's Tia and the children will be taken to a hotel owned by my family. I, on the other hand, will be visiting an acquaintance. We will part here."

"I'm going with you," Bella insisted.

"Eh? Why?" I asked.

"Cut the crap, Lilly. I know who you were cyberstalking last night. After all, I did the same thing."

'This Brazilian bitch, this is the second time she has spied on me,' I gritted my teeth in frustration while maintaining my smile.

With a {Fate} centered around technology, Bella was certainly a nuisance. Not only could she hack anything and everything around her, but she could even spy on anyone she wanted through phones or satellites.

She was certainly a talented individual, but annoying nonetheless. It was only because the civilization in Hellsgate was stuck in the medieval ages that she seemed powerless.

But in a place with a strong enough infrastructure, this woman would be a monster that no one could control. Everything from electricity, heating, water, even the Internet was in her domain. With the advent of AI and robotics, she would only become more terrifying.

I tried to keep my composure and just nodded.

"Okay, let's go."

"You're going to mess with Caroline, right?" Jo asked with a mischievous grin.

"I have no idea who that is," I lied.

Bella, who had a level head, was fine, but Josephine, Jasmine, Robyn and Liv were loose cannons. They could kill Caroline out of the blue.

Jas then crossed her arms as she clicked her tongue at me. The woman pointed to her eyes, then to Josephine's ears.

"Super vision, super hearing, lying is useless, Princess."

The animosity dripped from her words. This bitch could see everything we were doing, like some kind of perverted voyeur. Still, at least I knew her anger wasn't directed at me, but at Caroline.

"Wait, I don't understand. Who is this Caroline? Why is everyone so interested in her? Is she a famous Southerner?"

"I don't get it either," Robyn commented.

The black-skinned beauty then answered before anyone who could deflect their questions.

"Caroline Fisher, husband's ex-girlfriend. They were childhood sweethearts, but in college she cheated on him with Harry Evans. She did it because he was rich. Husband was diagnosed clinically depressed and suicidal after they separated."

After Jasmine's emotional explanation. I felt the blood lust of wild beasts erupt from Liv and Robyn.

'Goodness. For someone normally reserved, the only time Jasmine became chatty was when the subject involved John Smith.'