Ash, Adrian, and Lucien landed back in the country, stepping out to find Bravin already waiting by the car. At the airport entrance, a crowd of journalists swarmed, cameras flashing and microphones raised.
Adrian sighed, glancing at Lucien. "This is your fault," he muttered before they quickly got into the car.
Bravin started the engine, driving past the journalists as they shouted questions through the windows. Inside, the car was quiet until Adrian turned to Lucien. "You could've at least made it clear on your post that the baby is mine."
Bravin's eyes widened slightly in shock. Adrian caught the reaction through the mirror and frowned. "Didn't I tell you to wear earbuds when you're driving us?"
Bravin stiffened. "I'm sorry, sir. I won't forget next time."
Ash trying to hide a small smirk, asked, "Bravin who did you think Lucien's child belonged to? Enigma Stephen?"
Bravin hesitated for a moment before replying quietly, "Yes, young master."
