It was obvious that Zachary had been nice to the children. Kids are simple and innocent beings. The girls could see who was genuinely nice to them. Some people could fake being nice for a while, but it wasn’t easy to fake being nice for three months. That was especially the case for Zachary. He was a proud man, so he wouldn’t spend time pretending to be nice.
That was why they knew their uncle was truly nice to them, and they were happy to hang out with Zachary.
“Mommy, Mommy, you have to help Uncle Zachary.” Alpha held Francesca’s hand, and she pleaded, “Uncle Zachary’s ill. Aunt Charlotte and their kids are really worried about him. We’re worried about him too.”
“Yeah, Mommy. You have to help Uncle Zachary.” Beta tilted her head, and she sounded like she was in a hurry.
“Once Uncle Zachary is all better, he can take us to the vineyard again, and he can teach us all about horseback riding. Oh, and he can play a lot of fun games with us too.”
“Yeah, yeah!” Gamma nodded too. She added, “Uncle Zachary is super nice to us.”
Francesca was surprised that her kids would be so adamant in asking her to help Zachary out. She only stepped in back then because Zachary was nice to the kids, and now she knew she didn’t make the wrong choice. But now’s not the time to be grateful to him. Now it’s the time to bust myself out of this place.
Francesca pretended to look all sad, and she tried her best to tear up.
“I want to help your Uncle Zachary too, but…” She looked up at Danrique fearfully. “But your daddy won’t let me!” she said, her voice trembling with terror.
Danrique frowned, but before he could do anything about it, the girls charged at him. They held his leg and punched him as hard as they could.
“You’re a villain, Daddy! You’re a big meanie!”
“Why did you do that, Daddy? Uncle Zachary’s so nice to us! Why’d you stop Mommy from saving him?”
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