Chapter 8

Magnus' POV

I am sitting next to Vanna now, and the sleeping child is beside me. We are on our way to Zamboanga. Everything is quiet except for the music playing on the airplane's audio system.

The interior design is flawless, with a combination of cream and black colors shining inside. The leather texture seats are brown, matching the elegant carpet below, suitable for six to eight persons. There are tables and a mini bar enclosure in the back for drinks.

I have spoken to the pilot and two cabin crew members. Besides that, I have also paid for assistance on all my flights using the airplane.

I was deep in thought when I noticed Vanna rolling her eyes at me.

"What?" I asked her.

She just frowned and looked at the child sleeping on my lap. She was leaning on me comfortably.

"What about this child?" she pointed at the sleeping child.

"We will find his parents," I firmly replied. I don't want to stress about it. I can talk to many people to handle it.

"Annoying!" I heard her mumble softl