When Vera Warner and Victor Morgan arrived at the airport, specialized personnel were already there, having waited for quite some time.
"President Morgan, Ma'am, this way, please."
Luke and Zola were only children, after all. Their eyes grew teary as they hugged Vera Warner, refusing to let go. They clearly didn't want to see her leave.
"Mommy, we're going to miss you so much. You have to come back soon."
"Yeah! We'll miss you, so you have to miss us too, okay?"
The children's emotional words made Vera Warner choke up.
"My darlings, Mommy knows. Mommy will miss you all so much. As soon as I finish my work there, I'll hurry right back to the Capital."
"You two be good while I'm gone. Mommy will be back very soon."
"Mm-hmm."
"Alright, Vera. It's about time. We need to get going."
Just as they were about to leave, Ian Lockwood rushed into the airport, suitcase in tow.
"Vera, Victor, what a coincidence! See? Like I said, fate works in mysterious ways."
