TWENTY THREE

SLYVIA'S POV

I woke up early to finish some work I needed to drop off at the office today. Glancing at the kids still sleeping peacefully, I smiled.

Then panic struck me.

"What about their lunch for school and breakfast? Shit, how could I forget?" I muttered to myself.

I needed to get them breakfast before school and also sort out their lunch. Thankfully, I remembered that the school provides lunch for the students. I mean, paying almost six figures a year for each of them, the least they could do is provide lunch. But what about breakfast?

I stood up and glanced out the window, hoping to spot a store that might be open. Then, my phone buzzed with a message.

It was from Grayson.

"Paul is coming over now to pick you and the kids up for school. He will be over in 15 minutes. Here is his number," it read. I breathed a sigh of relief and quickly called Paul.

"Good morning, Paul," I said, trying to sound calm.

"Good morning, ma'am. I'll be at your place in 12 minutes," he replied.

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