(Nikki P. O. V)

After coming home, I completed my remaining work, helped Omegas with dinner, and got ready to receive the guest. When I walked downstairs, Emma walked inside the room, and I engulfed her in a hug.

"How does it go?" I ask her.

"It was tiring, but I have erased their memories. You better explain everything to the twins," Emma said to me.

"Ah, about that, can you explain it to them because I don't know how to explain it. The twins are too young to ...