In the evening, after bathing and changing clothes, Clara walked out of her room, ready to go to the company to check the orders for the next day.
In the distant sky, a thick column of smoke rose high into the air. Her heart sank sharply—that direction was Chris's temporary residence. "The children..." Without thinking twice, she rushed straight out the door. As soon as she ran to the street corner, Julian's car raced over and skidded to a halt in front of her with a sharp brake. "Get in!"
Before the car door was fully closed, the vehicle had turned around and rushed toward the direction of the fire. The accelerator was pressed to the floor, but by the time they arrived, the fire was completely out of control.
The entire private residence was devoured by flames, with thick smoke billowi
