“Mr. Shane was the one who picked us up!” Sharon pointed in the direction of the man who was behind them.
The moment Natalie raised her head, she spotted Shane.
He had his eyes glued to her swollen cheek. His expression darkened because it was evident that she had been slapped in the face by someone. “Have you been slapped?”
As soon as Connor heard their conversation, he rushed over and perused Natalie’s face. As soon as he detected the slap mark on her face, the little boy asked coldly, emanating a presence of an intimidating adult, “Mommy, who did this!”
Eventually, Sharon broke down into tears when she noticed her mother had been slapped in the face.
Natalie held her beloved children in her arms and answered their queries, “My father.”
Pursing his lips, Shane probed further, “Did Harrison drop by?”
She nodded in return.
“Harrison…” Meanwhile, Connor muttered the name of his grandfather over and over again.
The determined look he had indicated he was up to something in his mind, yet the adults weren’t aware of the change in his expression.
Shane asked once more, “Why did he come here?”
Natalie brought herself up and replied, “Why else would he drop by? He wants me to apologize to Jasmine and Susan.”
“Have you given in to his request?”
“Nope. Why would I apologize for the things I have never done?”
Connor cast a confused gaze at her mother and asked, “Mommy, why does he want you to apologize?”
His mother tapped on his head and instructed, “Hey, you’re not supposed to poke your nose into adult’s business! I want you to bring your sister back to the room and keep an eye on her.”
Although Connor was frustrated because he didn’t get the answer to his query, he brought his sister back to their room as instructed.
Meanwhile, Natalie bowed and expressed her gratitude. “Mr. Shane, thank you for bringing them home on my behalf.”
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