86| Son's tears

"Mike! Did you see my son? Did you allow Oliver out of this gate?" Miranda asked, feeling faint as she wondered where her son had gone.

She was crying, fearing the unknown—that someone had kidnapped her son.

"Mike! Where's my son? You were supposed to look after the gate! How did you allow Oliver to leave here under your watch?" Miranda shouted, and Mike tried to explain.

"Madam, I didn't allow Oliver to leave here on his own. He saw his dad, called him, and his father arrived to see him and took him away," Mike explained, and Miranda immediately let go of Mike's shirt collar, as she had already held him by his shirt to find her son.

"What??" Miranda staggered backward away from Mike.

"My son's father?" she asked, hoping she wasn't hearing things.

"Yes, Madam. Your husband arrived here not too long ago, and he looked so much like Oliver. Oliver ran up to meet him and called the man 'Daddy,' and I couldn't stop him from taking Oliver away. The man wore a black suit and had bodyguards w