"Layla, your dad won't know if you went to his amusement park! I won't tell him." Chad explained, "Let's check it out this weekend and if it's not fun, we shall leave immediately, okay?"
Layla struggled for a few seconds before nodding with a smile.
"Remember dear, when you're on the video call with your mom later, don't spill this secret, okay? Otherwise, she won't let you go." Chad remembered, "That amusement park is full of fun yo! I took my niece there once. She had a blast."
By now, Layla's heart had flown to the castle in the poster. Whatever Chad said, she nodded.
In the blink of an eye, it was the weekend. A crowd of people was squeezing through Dream City's entrance.
When Chad brought his niece here the other day, the weather wasn't as kind and there weren't that many tourists then. He had completely misjudged the situation.
"Well, it's a good thing that Hayden hasn't joined us." Mike sighed as he looked at the stream of moving heads.
If Hayden had been amongst this crowd of tourists, he would certainly have turned around and left.
Hayden didn’t fancy this sort of crowded place.
Chad was a little apologetic when he said," It's taking forever to wait in line. I'll go and talk to the manager. Let's go in through the staff hallway."
Mike asked, "Go in through the staff hallway, and then what? There are more people inside, and there must be a long queue for each ride..."
Chad countered, "Then what should we do? We haven't come all this way to give up on playing, have we?"
The reason why Chad had wanted to bring Hayden and Layla over was to tell them which architecture and rides were designed by Elliot Foster.
He wanted the children to adore their father, and to forgive the man.
Layla frowned and pursed her lips. "I don't wanna go back. But there are a lot of people here, and I don't like it either..."
After understanding Layla's demand, Chad was discreet in discussing it with Mike. ' How about I call Mr. Foster? If he comes over, he will be able to clear the entire park ?b"
"Okey-dokey. Then let's pick a good time with fewer people to play next time." He went on, "Or come back after your parents have reconciled." Mike wasn't letting a chance to tease her go to waste.
Layla held onto his big palm tightly and began to look anxiously at the group ahead.
Suddenly, a middle-aged lady dressed in jewels brought two people along with her to the front of the line. They were cutting the line.
After someone protested, the lady hollered back at the top of her lungs: "Do you know who my husband is?! He is in charge of this whole stretch of land! If I want to cut the line, I will cut it! All of you had better zip it!"
The orderly environment turned into pandemonium.
The little girl in front of Layla was startled by the ruckus and cried.
Layla patted the little girl on the shoulder and comforted her softly: "Hey little buddy, don't cry. I'll teach that bad lady a lesson!"
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