Zeke's POV
I did not go to work today, nor did I go to the hospital. I was still not sure of Kamille's state of heart. But I would stop by in the evening nonetheless.
I decided to go to my study to finish up some paperwork. As I was preparing to leave my room, my phone suddenly rang, jolting me from my thoughts.
I picked up the call and waited for him to speak.
“What do you mean the kids were in an accident?” I asked, my voice tinged with shock and anger.
The security personnel on the other end of the line struggled to explain the situation, his words were rushed and frantic. “Sir, they were chased by a black mini van. We ran to check the plate number but it was non-existent.” he explained urgently.
“And where the hell were you? How did this happen? Where are the kids now?” I demand
