She couldn't help but let out a sarcastic smile.
"Sophia, I… I'm not angry with you. Please, let me explain," Lucas said, his defeat obvious, as he realized he had lost.
Sophia wiped her hair back, her eyes stubbornly holding back tears.
"Lucas, let go."
He didn't move.
"I said, let go!"
Sophia suddenly yanked the suitcase from his grip.
She took a couple of steps away, but then she heard his weak voice behind her. "The three months aren't up yet."
Sophia took the contract she had signed and the three conditions she had written by hand.
The sound of paper tearing was piercing in his ears.
She extended her hand, and all the torn pieces floated to the ground.
Without any hesitation, she walked away, the six kids following behind, their expressions complicated.
They looked at Lucas, unsure of what to say, but in the end, they all followed their mother.
