The Uber stops in front of the biggest supermarket in town, and then I spot my kids with Pelars and a stranger guy who nearly looks like the one on the CCTV, standing in front of them, stopping them from moving.
I paid up the driver and got down from the car, frowning in disgust and clenching on my teeth until I walked up to them.
My kids come running to me as soon as they spot me close enough. “What’s going on here?” I demand it immediately.
“We have an order from our boss to prevent you from moving until he arrives. I’m sorry for the inconveniences, but I have to do so as I am ordered.” He lowers his head at me, but he receives a sudden slap across his tight jawline before he takes his head back up.
“You have no right to f*****g stop us, and I f*****g do not care about your boss!” I
