Bryce frowned. "Call him one last time. If he doesn't answer, I won't wait for him anymore."

The staff called again. But still, no one answered.

Bryce became anxious. "I'll call my dad. Then, we'll leave."

Bryce called Hector and immediately complained. “Dad, can you believe there's someone like Mitchel? I had been waiting for him for almost two hours, but he didn't show up. He didn't even bother to let me know what's going on."

"Did you call him?" Hector asked from the other end of the Line.

"I called, but no one answered," Bryce said, his voice tinged with frustration. "I don't care whether Mitchel comes with me or not. I'm leaving now. I don't want to miss Raegan's wedding.”

“Okay, go ahead. Let me know when you land," Hector replied.

After hanging up, Bryce continued to gaze out of the plane window for quite some time, waiting for Mitchel.

Still no sign of Mitchel, Bryce impatiently instructed the staff, “Forget it. We're not waiting any longer. Close the cabin door."

The cabin door shut, and the plane took off.

Meanwhile, at Aurora's private landing strip, a private jet from Ambrosia had just touched down.

The cabin door opened, and the handsome Mitchel in a suit and Light-colored sunglasses stepped out.

The chilly weather in Aurora prompted his assistant to help him put on a navy blue wool overcoat before stepping off the plane. This addition enhanced his cool, aristocratic aura and emphasized his tall, slender figure.

It wasn't until Mitchel struggled slightly while bending his knee to step off the plane that onlookers realized he needed the golden cane he carried, not just for style, but for support.

The airport staff felt pity seeing such a handsome man needing assistance to walk.

Nonetheless, Mitchel appeared unbothered to the stares. He walked confidently to the waiting car, using his cane, and someone opened the door for him.

Once inside, his assistant in the front seat handed him a phone, saying, "Mr. Dixon, you have some missed calls."

Mitchel checked the log. Most were from Bryce, along with a few work-related ones.

There was a text message from Hector. "Have you arrived?"

Mitchel replied, "Yes."