"Alright, alright! Go wash your hands and we'll have breakfast together."
Now that Carla was back, Mrs. Borah could finally take a breather.
The former took over the job of caring for the children and placed all the food she had brought on the table.
Coupled with the toast and oatmeal Mrs. Borah had prepared, it was a wholesome breakfast.
The family sat at the dining table, happily enjoying their meal.
Carla promised to take them to the amusement park in the afternoon—on the condition that they helped Mrs. Borah do the dishes and tidy the kitchen.
The children raised their arms in agreement.
Mrs. Borah beamed as she saw how elated they looked.
However, she couldn't help but worry after noticing Carla come home in a different set of clothes.
After breakfast, Mrs. Borah dragged Carla into a room while the children cleaned the kitchen. "Are you seeing someone, Miss?"
"Yeah." Carla didn't want to keep it a secret from her.
"Who is it? Do I know him?"
"It's not someone you know, " Carla responded briefly. "We've just begun dating, which is why I haven't brought him home. But don't worry; I'm all grown up now. I won't be as muddled as I once was, and I'm aware of what I do now."
"Okay…" Despite still feeling concerned, there was nothing much Mrs. Borah could say except to give the woman a reminder. "Be careful outside. Don't let anyone take advantage of you."
"I won't. Don't worry."
In the afternoon, Carla and Mrs. Borah brought the children to the amusement park.
The children were still young and could only play a few basic games, so it wasn't too much of a hassle for the adults.
However, since Mrs. Borah hadn't been in the best of health lately, she would begin panting in exhaustion just after a brief walk, and her back would hurt too.
She must have been working too hard these days. Feeling extremely guilty, Carla talked to Mrs. Borah while the children took a break. "Maybe I can hire a part-time helper."
Yet, Mrs. Borah was strongly against her suggestion—the reasons being that part-timers were expensive and that she didn't feel safe having a stranger around the house.
Just as Carla tried to convince her otherwise, Venus's voice suddenly rang out. "Simon!"
Carla instinctively looked over and spotted Harry's mother, Jenner Zimmer, and a few bodyguards taking Simon to the carousel.
To make the boy happy, Jenner had booked the entire carousel and even made the bodyguards pay the other visitors to go elsewhere.
Yet, Simon didn't seem pleased at all, for he still had a frown on his face.
But that was until he saw Venus.
"Venus!"
Unable to contain his excitement, Simon hurriedly jumped off the carousel, only to trip and fall by accident.
Moreover, the carousel platform was still moving, and the boy was nearly trapped inside it.
"Oh, God! Simo!"
Jenner let out a piercing scream.
Thankfully, two bodyguards swiftly went to save Simon.
Jenner trembled in shock as she hugged her grandson. "You scared the living daylights out of me, Simo! Why did you jump off while you were having so much fun? Don't you know how dangerous that was?"
"I spotted my classmate."
Disregarding the wound on his knee, Simon shoved his grandmother aside and ran toward Venus.
Not wanting to be involved with the Staytons again, Carla hastily tried to leave with Venus.
But the boy had already made his way over and grabbed Venus by the hand. "Long time no see, Venus! Are you doing okay?"
"I'm great! What about you?"
That was just how innocent a child's world always was. Venus was just as pleased to see Simon.
Then, she noticed his injury. "Your knee—does it hurt?"
"Nope. Not after seeing you!" Simon beamed.
"I have a band-aid. Here you go."
Venus took out a band-aid with a cartoon on it and handed it to Simon.
"Thanks!" But just as Simon was about to retrieve it, a large hand swooped in and knocked the band- aid out of Venus's hand.
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