Vanny felt like calling a flight attendant to give Haris a sleeping pill. She glared at him and hissed with emphasis.

“What do you mean? What if Estella and Tessa hear?”

Haris didn't care. “Can you?”

“I can't,” Vanny said sarcastically. “Don't you see my father here?”

Right. That was a hard and piercing answer. Haris couldn't do anything. He could only sigh and lean his head back.

“Never mind. My efforts were in vain.”

Haris closed his eyes and it seemed that the headache medicine he had taken was starting to work. The pain began to fade. In return, he began to feel sleepy.

It didn't take long for...