CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO: Arrested

As I drove off to pick up my kids from school, I kept wondering what Mary meant when she said earlier and how she knew I was behind it. If Mary knew, then she’s aware the design belongs to me, not that little bitch. So why did she still go ahead and presented it?

I couldn't seem to get a definite answer as I racked my brain trying to figure out what's going on. Finally, I arrived at my kids' school, emerged from the car, and headed inside, where I met both of them with their teacher.

"Good evening, I'm really sorry for coming late; I had a lot to do at work," I apologized as the kids left their teacher's grasp and run to hug me.

"It's fine, but it would be great if you could arrange someone else to pick them up if you're busy. The school is already closed, and I'm still here because of them."

I knew she’s right, but I didn't want to trust my kids with a stranger, especially when I got enemies everywhere.

"Okay, I will do that. Thanks a lot," I said as I moved closer to her and then wr