WHAT KIDS?

Elena returned her property to her bags, as she glanced at her wristwatch repeatedly. It was quarter to two and her kids had cried to her before she left home in the morning that she must come pick them up from school.

At first, she had declined that she would not be doing that as she had a lot of work to do, but when the two of them burst into tears as if they had planned it beforehand, she agreed to them and then promised to come pick them up.

Afterward, she told their chauffeur to not bring them back as she would be going for them herself. At least, she would be meeting with their homeroom teacher and then doing the necessary things as their parent.

That is killing two birds with a stone.

She grabbed her bag, and then her phone before she hurried out of her desk.

The door opened as she looked through her bag to check if she was not missing anything and then stated, thinking it was Marvella, her assistant.

“Cancel my schedule for the next couple of hours,” she said and then raised