10

Erika's POV

I drove through the morning traffic like a lunatic who got out of an asylum.

I recalled the text of the worried teacher telling me that my daughter punched someone and got into trouble, but apparently, it was fine now because the popular Charles Evans came and handled it.

Was this a joke?! How did Charles even know where she schooled? Had he been keeping tabs on my daughter and me?

I parked carelessly before I ran into the school in my high shoes.

I jerked my head here and there as I looked for my daughter.

I heard a familiar laughter and I stopped to retrace my steps.

Rose and Charles were sitting on a bench in a corner. They were talking like friends and had cones of ice cream in their hands.

I huffed in annoyance as I trotted towards them, David's face got serious when I saw them.

Rose saw me too, but she flashed me her brightest smile as she got up to hug me.

" Mummy!" She screamed. " What are you doing here?"

" Seriously?" I asked her. " You are now punching y