The plane had landed outside.
Jairo and a group of his men watched Paige with reluctance. "Paige, we'll come to see you in a few days. Take good care of yourself while you're in the country, and don't hesitate to call us if you need anything."
"Absolutely, Paige. My phone is on 24 hours, and I'm always ready to help. If you're in danger, don't try to handle it alone. Think of us first." Rylee advised.
"When Jairo and Rylee saw you injured, their eyes turned red. Paige, you need to take care of yourself and not get hurt again," Mill added with concern.
Paige's eyes softened. "I understand."
"Goodbye, Paige."
"Young Master, please take good care of Paige."
"Paige is just a young girl who needs to be taken care of. Please, Young Master Stowe..."
"Don't worry, I will." Martin nodded at them, then carried Paige up the stairs.
Lamont was struggling to hold Yana.