Especially those three months. She was dragged into the elite community of the South City as a plaything for men from wealthy families and almost got herself killed in the process. Three months was enough for Sabrina to swear off believing in true love and above all, she wanted nothing more to do with wealthy men. She only wished to live in peace with her daughter and Zayn here in this country for the rest of her life, and nothing more.

Sabrina hesitated for a moment before answering, "Director Johns, I sort of have my hands full over here. Excuse me but I will have to hang up for now."

Sabrina hung up and swiftly got onto the scooter with her daughter. As soon as they arrived back home, Aino darted into the house screaming "Uncle, uncle!" along the way.

Zayn heard them and wheeled himself out. "Oh dear, here comes our precious little beauty Aino. Will you tell your uncle just who was it that you beat up today? Did they lose a tooth or two?" he asked playfully.

"Brother," Sabrina s