Chapter 84: Are you certain you intend to stop my aircraft?

Hana unconsciously glanced at Hans, the man now sitting beside her.

"What..." she asked, her voice trembling slightly.

Hans returned her gaze with his chin raised and an arrogant expression.

"Hana..."

"Mrs. Hana," Dion Sexa’s secretary interrupted from the side, ruining the atmosphere Hans had been trying to create to speak with her. "Please sit calmly in your seat. Don’t panic. Mr. Dion has already arranged everything."

He then turned to look at Hans.

"Mr. Hans, please follow me to the copilot section. Mr. Dion wants you to speak with the border control officers. He has even prepared a script for you to read so that you won’t say the wrong thing and make the situation worse."

Zahn, who was sitting in a seat not far from them, nodded.

"Sean, your father really is amazing. He even anticipated all of this," he praised.

Sean and Kevin merely shook their heads slightly, looking at Zahn as though they couldn’t believe what he had just said.

"It seems your father will be the one in charge of everything this time. He really has arranged everything wisely," Kevin remarked.

Sean shook his head. "This isn’t over yet. Those three men aren’t as foolish as we’ve always thought. Each of them has their own trump card."

Hans rose from his seat and glared at Dion Sexa’s secretary. He shoved the man backward several steps.

Without saying anything else, Hans headed toward the copilot section and picked up the aircraft’s radio communicator.

"I am the ruler of the southern territory of the Melvin Continent. Are you certain you intend to stop my aircraft?"

The air traffic control room at the border fell silent at once. No one had expected the ruler of the southern territory to be aboard the aircraft they were about to intercept.

The successor of the eastern territory had only informed them that the rulers of the northern and western territories were currently in the eastern territory. Both had even been detained by the successor’s men at a private hospital.

But how could the ruler of the southern territory also be aboard that aircraft?

The officer holding the radio communicator remained silent for several moments.

Before he could respond, Hans’s voice sounded again.

"Look at what my secretary has brought to your communication center. He should have arrived by now, shouldn’t he?" he asked.

"Y-yes. Please wait a moment," the officer stammered.

A moment later, he swallowed nervously as he examined the documents Hans’s secretary had brought. It was a restricted flight permit bearing the direct signature of the ruler of the eastern territory of the Melvin Continent.

"Well?" Hans asked.

"But, sir, we received orders from the young master to—"

"Is Maya Vein’s authority really weaker than that of your young master?" Hans interrupted.

"Sir... please don’t make things difficult for us."

"Then I have no choice but to file a complaint with the Supervisory Council and ask them to reprimand the ruler of your territory for daring to issue a document that serves absolutely no purpose."

Everyone in the air traffic control room lowered their heads, their bodies trembling as they heard Hans’s threat through the loudspeaker.

"Still refusing? Then don’t blame me if—"

"A-all right! We will allow your aircraft to pass!" the officer finally interrupted.

Hans smiled calmly before turning to the pilot beside him.

"Don’t stop. Continue the flight."

The pilot nodded. "Yes, sir."

Twenty minutes later, their aircraft finally arrived at the Sexa family residence in the western territory of the Melvin Continent.

Hana slowly stepped off the aircraft after it landed. She looked around in amazement.

Back when both her parents were still alive, Hana had come from a wealthy family in her social circle. However, seeing the luxury spread out before her now left her utterly stunned.

This residence was even more luxurious than Brandon’s.

"Mother..." Sean called, trying to bring her back to her senses.

Hana immediately lowered her head and looked at Sean, then at her other two sons.

"Mother, I also have a private residence in the southern territory of the Melvin Continent. We can live there after you marry all our fathers," Sean said.

"That’s right, Mother. I also have a private residence not far from Sean’s. Although it isn’t as luxurious as his, let alone this house, I deliberately designed it according to your preferences," Kevin added, taking Hana’s other arm.

"Mother, even though I don’t have a house like Sean and Kevin yet," Zahn said, "I’ll buy one soon. Come on, let’s live together in the future. Just us, your children..." He glanced at Hans, who had just stepped off the aircraft and was walking toward them. "And our three fathers, of course."

Hana smiled stiffly and shook her head.

"Sean, Kevin, Zahn... I think it would be better if we stayed in Karua City. This place doesn’t seem entirely safe. I’m afraid..."

"That’s true. This place is a little unsafe," Hans interrupted from behind them.

He walked over to Hana, then waved his hand to shoo the three boys away and make room for himself.

"Hana, come to my residence after this. I’ll arrange an aircraft to take us there. My place is much safer than this house. I’ve arranged everything, even before you disappeared from my life."

Hana’s body stiffened. She pushed Hans away, feeling uncomfortable.

"I don’t know you. I really don’t know you. Can you please stop acting like this?" she asked cautiously.

Dion’s secretary, who had just finished communicating with Dion’s men, hurried over to Hana. He gave Hans a sharp look before bowing politely to Hana.

"Madam, Mr. Dion is running a little late because of a problem with his flight this time. I will arrange a room for you. Please don’t feel burdened. Until now, only Mr. Dion and his trusted subordinates have lived here. You can rest assured that from now on, no one will be able to enter or leave this residence freely."

The secretary smiled as he looked at Sean and Hana’s other two sons.

"Sir has also prepared rooms for all of you. So please make yourselves comfortable and don’t worry about anything."

Afterward, he bowed slightly and gestured for Hana to follow him.

Hana looked at him hesitantly, but eventually followed the secretary.

Hans, left behind, snorted in annoyance but said nothing.

As soon as Hana and her three children entered the residence, the butler immediately stopped Hans.

"Sir, I’m sorry. Mr. Dion has forbidden you from entering. He specifically instructed us that only Mrs. Hana and her three sons are allowed inside the residence."

Hans’s body stiffened instantly. He immediately grabbed the butler by the collar.