The nearest airport to R City.

Where does Antonia want to take Barret?

Going abroad?

No matter where she wants to go, once the plane takes off, it will be really difficult to find her again.

Ivan drove, comforting her, "She has the child with her, she won't move fast. Even if she got on the plane, as long as she's alive, I'll find a way to find her."

Daniela didn't speak.

When she first saw little Barret, Daniela felt that she didn't love him as much as she imagined.

She just felt magical.

Such a small person, was he really born to her?

Gradually, she couldn't leave this child.

She would miss him when she couldn't see him.

Wondering how he is now? Is he hungry? Does he need to change his diaper? Is he cold? Is he hot?

She worried about every little detail.

Now, she hadn't seen her child for almost two hours, her heart was in her throat.

Neil's phone call came, saying, "Mr. Jones, Antonia bought an 8pm flight to M country. She just entered the airport."

It was just a little after six o'clock now.

There is still time!

A glimmer of hope appeared in Daniela's eyes.

Ivan instructed, "You find someone at the airport, someone reliable. Find a way to stop her. At least don't let her get on the plane with the child."

"Understood."

Neil hung up the phone.

Daniela thought for a moment, "Why don't we call the local police? Have them detain her."

"That would make things too big, and if we scare her... it would be even worse. Besides, they might not be as fast as we are."

Daniela glanced at the time, they still had to drive for another hour.

She sat back in her chair and remained silent.

...

The people Neil found were quite reliable. When they were about to reach the airport, the woman used her luggage as an excuse to call Antonia to the service desk, saying that her luggage was on the wrong flight.

Antonia was holding the child in her arms, a headscarf covering her hair, and she also wore big sunglasses, almost unrecognizable.

After all this trouble, little Barret was already hungry and was crying loudly in her arms.

Antonia carried milk powder and a bottle with her, and was anxious to make milk for Barret.

"Did you get it wrong? I don't have any luggage?"

The service desk lady smiled slightly, "Madam Araya? Flight number ca... is that right?"

Antonia frowned slightly. The number she gave was indeed her flight number and seat number.

But she hadn't brought any luggage except for this bag she carried.

How could she have it?

Antonia said impatiently, "You must have gotten it wrong! I don't have any luggage."

The little guy in her arms kept crying and crying, making a fuss.

She couldn't understand, Sebastian was so well-behaved, why was this child so noisy?

He must have taken after Daniela.

Bad temper, annoying to look at.

If it weren't for controlling Daniela, she wouldn't have held this child at all.

It was a headache to deal with.

The lady at the service desk was not in a hurry, she smiled slightly, "Okay. Let me check it for you. Madam Araya, please wait here."

"Uh, do you need help?"

She pointed at Barret in Antonia's arms.

So pitiful, crying like that, the adults didn't comfort him properly, it looked like he wasn't a relative at all.

Her superiors had instructed her to stop the person.

Could it be that this person was a human trafficker, and the child in her arms was stolen?

But Antonia was dressed in brand names, she didn't look like it either.

No, it was even more likely if she was dressed in brand names.

At this moment, the lady at the service desk became even more vigilant and took the initiative to offer help.

Antonia had been exhausted by Barret, and she immediately agreed.

The lady made the milk, and was about to reach out to hold the child, but she was dodged by Antonia, who also took the bottle and fed it to Barret.

Barret finally stopped crying.

"What are you still doing? Go check it out quickly! If you delay my flight, I'll complain about you!"

The lady at the service desk had no choice but to go back and pretend to check.

But, as time passed, Antonia became impatient.