Four years later.

At LaGuardia Airport on the east side of Manhattan, a private plane was landing. A beautiful woman descended from it, accompanied by an older lady and three four-year-old children—a princess and two mini knights.

Lindsey moved with elegance towards the exit, where a luxurious car was waiting for them. Sussan disembarked from the inside before she could react; three little whirlwinds came running and jumped on her.

"Granny... Elita, we missed you," the children stammered as they hugged their grandmother around the waist.

"How you've grown, my treasures! I barely recognize you from the last time I saw you. How big you've become!" Sussan was delighted; she would finally spend more time with her grandchildren.

"Yeah! And you won't give me a sloppy kiss," protested Janna with crossed arms.

Seeing her, the children came to greet her. Leno was the first to arrive, while Luna and Lucas shouted, "Aunt Janna!"

The women warmly greeted each other, and everyone got into the car,