“WHAT WILL you tell to your daddy if you see him?” It was Mary’s voice that draws the wrinkles on Kai’s forehead.

They were inside the kids’ playroom when Hera decided to help the maids to prepare their lunch.

“What’s with the look? We’re playing what-ifs. So, you need to answer—”

“Then why do you need to take a video of me, Mama?” Kai asked and started to pout his lips.

Mary arched her brow. “Don’t tell me you will cry that’s why you don’t want to…” she paused when the kid pierced his glares on her. Mary laughed. “Come on. I will take a video of you first before...