"Thank you very much! Lad… Kevin said you helped him catch two thieves on Christmas Eve…"
In front of the luxurious villa, a young couple specially came to thank Mike for helping their son on Christmas Eve and brought a gift.
Among them, Kevin's father, after presenting the gift, asked like a curious child, "My son said you used magic to catch two thieves?"
Two days had passed since Christmas, and this careless young couple finally remembered that their son was "lost."
So they hastily ended their Christmas trip and returned home to look for their son.
The situation was quite good; although the kitchen at home was a mess, at least they found their son healthy and whole.
However, according to their son's account, the handsome young man living in the luxurious villa seemed to possess magical "powers."
"No, I don't have magic. I just used some small tricks to tie up those two thieves," Mike clarified the "misunderstanding."
He indeed didn't have magic. The ribbons moved on their own because he used a small trick with the Power of Transformation.
Yes, upon discovering it, Mike found that the Power of Transformation could temporarily give items "life."
"I knew there couldn't be magic in the world. Kevin might have been too nervous that night and hallucinated…" After the confusion was cleared, Kevin's father's face showed an 'I knew it' smile.
Then, he turned around, wanting his son's approval, but found his son wasn't there.
"Kevin? Kevin is gone again…"
"Oh my goodness, Buzz and Megan are gone too!"
Kevin's parents' faces gradually turned panicked. This time, they not only lost their son but also their eldest son and daughter.
At this moment, in the underground parking garage of a high-end restaurant, three children, ranging from eight to fourteen years old, were enduring the cold wind.
Yes, Kevin's parents, to make up for the guilt of leaving him during Christmas, took him to a high-end restaurant for a big meal as soon as they returned.
However, when they left, the always forgetful young couple seemed to have forgotten their children again… Well, this time, they also forgot themselves.
"Are we going to wait here for two days?! Noooo!" Kevin's eleven-year-old sister, Megan, had a terrified expression on her face.
"It's all Kevin's fault…" Her brother, Buzz, who was in his rebellious teenage phase, stood nearby with his hands in his pockets, trying to act cool while blaming his younger brother.
If it weren't for him, their family wouldn't have come to this high-end restaurant for this meal.
"Perhaps we can go find someone for help. I remember Dad's phone number…" Among the three, it was the youngest, Kevin, who thought of a solution.
After all, he had some experience with this kind of thing.
…
Meanwhile, in front of the luxurious villa, Mike watched the young couple helplessly. They seemed only concerned with panicking and complaining, with no intention of figuring out how to find their children.
So, Mike used a more advanced Mind Reading Power to help them recall what had happened.
"Perhaps you can check the restaurant you were at earlier, especially the underground parking garage…" After reading their memories, Mike gave them specific advice.
"Right, I remember now. When we left the restaurant, we were only focused on discussing buying gifts and left the children in the underground parking lot." Kevin's father, prompted by Mike, finally grasped the core of the problem.
"We need to pick up the children. We'll come to thank you in person when we have time next time…"
Once the couple knew where their children were, they hastily bid Mike farewell and drove away in a hurry.
"What's going on with them?" Lina, who had come out to watch the commotion, looked at the red wine gift in Mike's hand and asked, "Are people in New York always living at such a fast pace?"
After all, the young couple's visit to the villa to express gratitude, present the gift, and then depart took less than five minutes in total.
"They're a special case…" Mike shook his head, unsure how to explain.
After all, people who live every day like a battle due to their carelessness and forgetful nature are exceptions everywhere.
"Alright, enough about them. Let's talk about you. Have you been comfortable staying at the villa these past two days?" Mike led Lina back into the villa.
He was about to head to the airport to fly to Genovia, so he needed to understand Lina's state of mind before leaving.
"It's alright. Paige and the others have been taking good care of me. It's just that I'm a bit lost; I don't know what I can do." When Lina ran away from home, she only left a note for her parents.
Moreover, before coming to New York, the girl had not anticipated that Mike's situation here would be like this.
He was a wealthy "successful person," surrounded by excellent girls.
Including the three girls from The Plastics, their success in their celebrity careers was also beyond Lina's imagination.
With various emotions intertwined, especially feeling dispensable by the man's side, Lina felt very uncomfortable.
"If you don't know what to do for now, you can take your time to think about it." Mike gently embraced the girl, and after a moment of tenderness, he thoughtfully said, "Anyway, I'm here. I'll support you for life."
Lina was the first girl to "seek refuge" with Mike. This unique position gave her the right to special treatment. Mike believed it wouldn't be long before the girl would quickly reintegrate into the "support group."
After entrusting Lina to Paige's "care," Mike explained to the other girls why he was going to Genovia, then headed towards the airport with his driver and bodyguard, the cold-faced woman.
As for the Cooper family, after spending Christmas in New York, they had already flown back to Texas the next day.
Connie, however, chose to stay and moved in with Dr. Sturgis in the small villa where the Cooper family had previously lived.
This was also Mike improving the lives of the two elderly people.
Now that most of the matters in New York had been handled, it was time for Mike to visit the beautiful princess in distant Genovia.
At the airport, a small to medium-sized private jet was parked on a special runway. Two beautiful girls in flight suits stood by the plane, attracting the attention of many airport staff.
These two girls were Amy and Eileen, the private bodyguards and personal assistants prepared by the Queen of Genovia for her granddaughter, Mia.
Don't let their young age fool you; they possessed many professional skills, including piloting a plane.
This time, they were sent by Princess Mia specifically to pick up Mike and take him to Genovia.
"Hello, two beautiful ladies, is your captain here?"
Just as the two girls were eagerly awaiting Mike, a young man, adjusting his ill-fitting flight suit and looking around, walked up to the private jet.
It seemed he had mistaken the two beautiful girls for flight attendants.
"Can I help you?" Eileen, who often helped the princess with state affairs, eyed the man in front of her warily.
There was a subtle sense of nervousness about the man that made the girl feel uneasy.
"Oh, nothing much. I just wanted to ask where this flight is headed. If it's on my way, I could be your captain's co-pilot and ensure the safety of the flight…" The man briefly explained the situation.
A flight co-pilot: a pilot with a flight license who doesn't need to buy a ticket to fly. They only need to state their identity to sit in a special area behind the cockpit.
This model was very popular with pilots, as a co-pilot could ensure that in case of an emergency, they could help the pilot control the flight.
It was considered an extra layer of insurance for flight safety.
"Thank you, we don't need one." Eileen remained vigilant and refused the man again.
The two girls were flying the Genovia royal private jet, which simply didn't need a co-pilot or a designated driver.
"Why wouldn't you need one?" The man's face clearly showed anxiety. He glanced behind him and continued, "You might not know the importance of a co-pilot. How about this, call your captain out, and I'll talk to him personally…"
The man didn't believe his tried-and-true trick wouldn't work on the two "flight attendants" in front of him, so he chose to continue his pretense.
At this, his intentions became too obvious, even Amy, who was always only good at physical combat, realized it.
The "cute" loli, barely over five feet tall, reached behind her without a word.
There were two specially made pistols there.
Although Genovia was a small country, its independent administrative power turned the two girls' trip to New York into a "diplomatic" event.
And in diplomatic events, the two girls naturally had the right to use force.
Of course, Amy wouldn't just shoot without a word; she simply wanted to draw her weapon to deter the ill-intentioned man in front of her.
"What's going on here?" Mike, who had arrived at the airport from the private aisle, noticed Amy's small action.
"I don't know either. Let Eileen explain to you." Seeing Mike arrive, Amy put away her small action and retreated to her little sister's side.
It looked like she was protecting her.
"It's like this, sir." The young man didn't realize he had just narrowly escaped danger. Seeing the two girls' "respect" for Mike, he mistakenly thought Mike was the captain of this flight.
Even though Mike wasn't wearing a formal flight suit.
"I'm in a hurry to go abroad, so I want to be the co-pilot for this flight. Don't worry, I have a legitimate flight license…"
The young man began his performance again, casually pulling out a small notebook from his pocket and showing it off.
"Oh?" Mike looked at the man, who strongly resembled Jordan (from The Wolf of Wall Street), with interest and smiled, "Don't you know that private jets don't need a co-pilot?"
"Private jet?" Frank was startled. Only then did he notice that the plane in front of him was indeed much smaller than a regular plane.
Moreover, he wasn't a real pilot and didn't know the difference between private jets and regular flights.
"Uh, maybe I got it wrong. Sorry, I'll go see if any other flights need a co-pilot…" Frank quickly composed himself, not intending to waste any more time here.
"There are many FBI agents at the airport entrance. I think you might be interested." Mike's quiet remark made the young man, who was about to leave, stop in his tracks.