Three days went by in an instant; Samuel and Adele spent most of that ti together, either going out around the city or enjoying each other's company. He would travel a lot, so they wanted to make the most of the ti left.
It was not without problems, though; First, Penny, although surprised, was more worried for her daughter. Not seeing her for a few days, she complained much to Samuel when he dropped her off. Ultimately, she couldn't be angry seeing the blissful atmosphere around the young couple.
Adele was also persuaded, which made her calm down.
"I will call you when I reach the states." Samuel said.
"Right, I will also keep sending you the updates regarding the album." Samuel nodded; auntAunt Penny was waiting on the porch looking at them like a hawk. He decided it would be best not to do it as he started walking back to his car.
"Wait!" Adele stopped him, and just as he was turning around, she embraced him and went for a kiss. Although surprised, Samuel reciprocated, and they soon got lost exploring each other's lips. Penny could only shake her head and smile, giving them space.
It was already noon when Samuel reached the Airport, and another problem arose. His Airbus was taken away by his aunt Mary for so reason. Samuel knew she had a private jet, but maybe she needed more space? It was a jet, after all.
But because she didn't inform him, he could do nothing but buy a plane ticket to LA by himself. Surprisingly it was his first ti on a comrcial plane; even when he was disguising himself as an actor, the pretence was that he was still rich enough to afford a small private plane.
Fortunately, at this ti, the role of his Centurion Black Gold Card was revealed once more. All the itinerary was done with one phone call.
Staying in the Express VIP room at London Airport, Samuel sipped coffee and looked through the magazine in his hand, bored while checking his phone from ti to ti.
With an elegant posture and a handso face hidden behind oversized sunglasses, Samuel was like a magnet, attracting the attention of all the won in the VIP room. They would suspect his real identity but would the heir of the Rothschild family travel first class? Surely not!
"Hey, handso , can I sit here?" A beautiful blond girl ca to his side and greeted him gracefully. From her manners, he could see that this girl was dressed modestly with no malice in her eyes. Samuel was surprised. Did she find out? Or was it just a coincidence?
He looked behind her, not far away; two black suit guys were staring nervously at the beauty who seed to be her bodyguards.
"Of course, I am Samuel by the way. What should I call you?" Samuel closed the magazine in his hand and responded with a smile. His aristocratic temperant was unobstructed, but he was very respectful, which made the beauty smile. She was used to getting strange looks from n around her.
"Sibylla Marie Alice Josephine, I am pleased to know you." The blonde beauty blinked her bright eyes and announced her na. Samuel was surprised not because of her long-term but because he felt her character a bit familiar, like he had heard it sowhere.
On the other hand, Sibylla was utterly clueless. She ran up to him because she thought he could help her.
"Are you travelling to the United States?" Sibylla asked curiously. She didn't hear any accent in his voice which led her to conclude that he could be a tourist.
"No, I was born here."
"Ah, well, I'm sorry, I thought you were here to travel in the States, just like ." Sibylla sighed vibrantly, looking a little cute. Samuel could guess why she was doing it; she definitely needed sothing from him.
"Well, just by hearing the na and a hint of your accent, I can tell you are from Europe, Can I ask why are you traveling alone?" Samuel wanted to probe a little.
"Yes, I just graduated, and I ca out for a short holiday. As you can tell, I am not alone, they are already staring at us." Sibylla pointed toward the two bodyguards staring at her with complicated expressions.
They had a duty and closely monitored her at all tis. It was of utmost importance that they did so, considering her background. This was why her actions were heavily limited; she could do only a few things on her own.
It also didn't help that, at this ti, she was in a rebellious period, always wanting to let herself go. At first glance, Samuel could tell Sibylla had an unusual family background.
He was not wrong as she had never experienced the evil outside; she was curious about everything, simple and cute.
"Do you want to get rid of them?"
"Can you do it? Do you have a way?" She almost brightened and beca interested in an instant.
"Are you afraid that I am a bad guy?" Samuel said with a charming smile.
"Are you?" Sibylla asked innocently.
"Well, I am not." Samuel chuckled and really thought this Sibylla was fascinating. It wouldn't be good to leave her alone like this.
"Okay, co here, first we will.....then you will..." They got together, muttering and discussing for a long ti.
"Hee hee, fabulous, this could definitely work." Sibylla approved his idea. She was giggling like a kid in the candy store!
In fact, the thod was very old-fashioned. Samuel got up, walked past the two bodyguards, and accidentally dropped his leather wallet at their feet.
Thinking it was an accident, the bodyguard just picked up the wallet and wanted to return it to Samuel, giving him a proper excuse to accuse him of stealing it. Just like that, he began making a scene to garner as much attention as possible.
The airport police quickly intervened; they were already aware that a Rothschild was travelling with them, making them believe his story regardless of what the other party was saying.
It was a type of power harassnt, but what was done was done. Before the two bodyguards could get over, they were subdued by the police.
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