The phone rang.
Amelia answered, "Hello, Snow."
"Amelia, where are you? My brother just told me that someone harassed all our relatives, asking about his children's ages, whether they go to school, and stuff like that... I think it must be Christopher Hart who sent someone to pry."
"Yeah, it wouldn't be anyone else."
"What should we do? I have too many relatives to ensure that all are cautious; he might already have found out."
Amelia took a slow breath, her tone calm, "No matter now, I'm on my way to the airport, Kane is taking them away this afternoon."
"This afternoon?"
"Yeah."
"What about you?"
"I can't leave now; I'll figure something out after celebrating Hope's birthday."
"But Christopher knows we lied to him; he will definitely come after you."
"So what? What can he do, eat me?"
As long as the children could leave smoothly, she had nothing to worry about.
Could Christopher really keep her confined for a lifetime?