Chapter 30

Amelia stood outside the airport, her breath fogging up in the cool morning air. She wrapped her coat tighter around her body, her nerves jangling inside her.

Andrew was beside her, sitting in his wheelchair, flanked by one of his bodyguards who pushed him forward. She kept her eyes fixed on the private jet parked at the tarmac.

Despite the early hour, the airport was bustling with activity, and Amelia felt a flutter of nerves in her stomach. She had never been on a private jet before.

As they made their way towards the jet, Andrew's bodyguard kept up a steady pace, and Amelia had to jog to keep up. She could feel the cool morning air on her face, and she took a deep breath, trying to steady herself.

Once they reached the jet, Andrew's bodyguard helped him board, and Amelia followed close behind. As she stepped inside, she was struck by the luxurious interior of the plane. Plush leather seats lined the cabin, and the soft hum of the engines filled the air.

Andrew settled into his sea