When the elevator reached the lobby, Anne was still trying to calm the four children who were crying because they were afraid of Jack. She looked patient with the four children, while Jack just stood behind Anne, folded his arms across his chest. He couldn't believe that the little kids who called him uncle were crying when he just said a few sentences. Two security people who already knew the problem were just silent. They seemed to hold back their laughter when they saw Jack being called an evil uncle by the four children who were being calmed by Anne.
"Beautiful kids should not cry. Dears," said Anne softly as she wiped the tears of the two little girls who still clung to her.
"Uncle is bad, Sis," whispered one of the little girls in Anne's arms hoarsely.
"Actually he's not bad, my dear. Your uncle's voice is loud so it seems like he is angry. In fact, he is not," said Anne softly.
"Really?" asked a boy named Miguel in disbelief.
