Kids were everywhere. They're on the floor. They're on the table. They're on the stairs. Their joyful laughter echoed in the living room before Sylvia stepped foot inside. The red-haired woman couldn't hide her surprised look as she saw many kids playing in this small space.
A similar expression could also be seen on Klaus' face. Although he was used to dealing with the stupidity and absurdity of his younger sister, he was never used to being with kids. Let alone a bunch of them.
"Have a seat. I'll call Mama," Emma said.
Klaus and Sylvia sat on the sofa while the kids who escorted them went to the back. Klaus saw Denzel gnashing his teeth before he left.
The sofa was hard as if it had been in this living room for centuries. The white walls were covered in crayon scribbles. Toys and napkins were scattered on the floor. Some kids hide behind curtains, watching them with curious eyes.
