Several cars drove along and quickly pulled up in front of Serenity’s bookshop.

Serenity and Jasmine, who had just entered the shop, looked at the fleet of cars. Serenity’s face fell when her keen eye caught the cars belonging to her cousins. These people were relentless.

With Mike leading the younger pack, they walked into the shop.

They came bearing two baskets of fruits each.

“Serenity.”

With a smile on his face, Mike put his baskets of fruits on the cash register and said to Serenity, “I bought you and your sister some fresh fruits.”

Spotting Sonny, he asked, “Is this your sister’s son? He looks like your sister.”

He then reached out to stroke Sonny’s head, but Sonny shied away, refusing to let the man touch him.

Mike responded with a grin, “Don’t be scared, little guy. I’m your uncle.”

The rest wanted to place the other fruit baskets on the cash register but since there was no more room on the counter, they placed them on the floor instead.

Serenity asked faint