Not giving Mirabel the chance to answer, Vincent immediately walked towards the door, "Go ahead of me and get the car ready now!" Vincent yelled his order, not minding his elegant and classy image as he ran towards the elevator with his daughter in his arms.
"Hang in there for daddy, little princess." Vincent whispered looking at his baby flushed face his heart pounding with worry, if not for the urgency of the situation how much he'll would have loved to strangle Mirabel to death for whatever she did.
"Is she having epilepsy or what?" Mirabel questioned unable to hide her disgust as she stared at Anna's red face gasping for breath holding unto her daddy's jacket.
Vincent kept on chanting in his head that his daughter is the one of utmost importance and he shouldn't let the snake get to him, he should just let her continue talking to herself.
