Chapter 67 Checking On My Babies

• Immediately, I enter the car where a man with quite concentrated pheromones observes me with such astonishment that I have to snap my fingers to snap him out of it.
• "I'm sorry, but I need you to take me to the track. Your father, Mr. Ivan, granted me one of his air transports."
• "Oh, I see," Mikhail says, coming out of his astonishment, then starts the car and drives me away from my mother's screams.