Just as Celia tilted her head to glance underneath the bed, Nigel lunged forward and knocked the knife out o f her hand.
Neil deftly picked the knife up and held it against her waist.
Everything had happened so quickly that by the time Celia finally came to, the knife that she had held against Neil's neck pointed at her waist instead.
The sharp blade had already pierced through her clothes, and she could feel the cold edge against her skin. Her entire body stiffened.
"Put your hands above your head and stand up slowly," Nigel ordered.
This woman, who was more than 50 years old, was so unnerved by the two boys that she had no choice but t o do as they ordered. She raised her arms above her head and stood up tentatively.
Beads of sweat covered her forehead. "Nigel, Neil, I'm your grandfather's wife. This means I'm your grandmother. You can't treat me like this..."
Neil sneered. "Why didn't you say this when you held the knife against my neck just moments ago?"
The color drained from Celia's face. She was just about to say something when all of a sudden, someone
kicked the door open.
The first thing Joshua and Luna saw when they stormed into the room was Celia, restrained by Nigel and Neil.
Luna, who had initially been worried about them, let out a sigh of relief when she saw the scene before her.
During this time...Neil had lost his memories and was tricked into thinking that Aura was his mother.
On top of that, Nigel and Nellie had almost died in a car crash.
All these events had made Luna anxious and tightly strung with worry, so much so that she almost forgot that even though her sons were only six, they were still brave and intelligent, like their father.
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