The Remiro estate was in absolute chaos.
Mimi, the tiny tyrant, had been crying non-stop for three days.
Her shrieks of protest echoed through the halls, testing the patience of even the most seasoned warriors. Servants were frazzled, the estate was in shambles, and the once peaceful household was on the verge of collapse.
Her parents had vanished for three whole days, and she had officially had enough.What started as small whimpers had escalated into a full-blown tantrum.
She screamed. She kicked. She refused food.
And the estate?Absolute panic.
Raul, the unlucky soul on babysitting duty, sat slumped in the nursery, looking as though he had fought an entire war and lost and looking like he had aged ten years overnight
"Make her stop, please." He groaned, massaging his temples as Mimi wailed like a banshee.