Estelle, however, held her ground and quickly refused him. “You promised Yohan that you would bring us back home, but this place is not our home. Our home is...”

Cristofer pressed, “Where is it?”

“It’s not here,” Estelle replied, “If you don’t want to take us to the hotel, I’ll arrange a taxi for the children and myself.”

When Estelle was about to exit the car, Yohan woke up and peered outside. Seeing the villa, his eyes widened with astonishment.

Excitedly, he exclaimed, “Mom, this house is so beautiful!”

Cristofer chimed in, “Yohan, do you like it? We can stay here tonight, okay?”

Perplexed, Yohan questioned, “But I thought we...