Clara clenched her fist beside her as she looked around, biting her lower lip.
"Kids! Let's go! Your father would be angry if you didn't return home this instance!" She gnashed her teeth together as she tried not to yell.
"Listen to your mother," Lila spoke, folding her hands and Clara smiled at her.
"Thank you, darling. Even the little girl is more obedient than both of you,"
"We're not leaving with you," Dante spoke again. Clara stepped forward, wanting to reach for their hands to drag them but Elias stopped her.
"If it's okay with you, can I drop them off?" Elias asked.
Clara glared at Elias.
"Drop them off? Why in the world would you think I would..." Before she could complete her sentence, Elias leaned forward and whispered to her.
"If you have eyes, Miss Clara, you should be able to see that there are a lot of people here thanks to your presence. I hate being in this position, so let me just take them home,"
