"Let them into the car."

Travis's cold voice came from behind.

Mark turned to look, somewhat surprised.

With Travis's personality, he shouldn't meddle in such matters.

"Kids, come with us and we'll find your mom, alright?"

Mark opened the car door, looking at the kids.

Then he glanced at Travis's stern face.

The more he looked, the more he felt they resembled each other.

"Thank you!"

Zoya smiled at Mark and climbed into the back ...