Chapter 841

　　Tabitha quickly changed in the airport's family restroom. She gripped the hem of her black coat, clenching it over and over. 　　She had specifically chosen this style; it was the most inconspicuous. 　　Once dressed, she pulled the wide-brimmed wool hat extremely low. A surgical mask covered most of her face. Even that small, tell-tale mole near her eye was hidden in shadow. 　　Anyone who glanced at her would just see a typical traveler catching an early flight. No one would guess she was the person Derek was desperate to find. 　　Outside the airport, people had already gathered. There was Derek's security team, media reporters who'd caught wind of the news, and a few business people looking for a partnership. 　　Knowing he was returning, black Lincoln sedans lined half the street. Their headlights glared brightly in the morning fog. 　　Derek stopped before he reached the exit. His knuckles were white where he gripped his suitcase handle. His gaze was glued to Tabitha; he couldn't tear his