We were at the hangar just before sunrise, and with the kids not having their breakfast yet, and with the sudden change of plans, the twins were not happy about it. Maya was having her tantrum early in the morning, and the three nannies with them were having a hard time dealing with the kids. Only Zion was quiet, but he would constantly cry, too, maybe just to get attention from Liam.
I watched them in silence, but I could not do anything because I had to follow Liam and Anton around, listening and taking notes of his instructions. He gave Anton an instruction to lead the kids to the plane. I could feel his irritation early in the morning. I listened to him as he talked to the pilot, and after their short conversation, he walked in the plane’s direction. I hurried, following him.
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