When the celebration ended, Skylar and Yulia decided to stay overnight at the Sue residence to keep Leon company. Lola went to school the next day, while Yulia went to work.Upon arriving at the Kareem Fashionâs office building, Skylar said to Yulia, âIâll be traveling to Troitz county to settle some business.
Iâll return later to pick up Lola from school. If Iâm running late, Iâll notify you so that you may make the necessary arrangements.âAlthough Skylar did not disclose the purpose of his trip, she could guess that it was related to Hellhound. Hence, she decided not to probe further and handed the clothes to Skylar.
She said gently, âAll right. Please be careful, and remember that you arenât alone now. Lola and I will be devastated if anything happens to you.âSkylar hugged Yulia and assured her, âDonât worry. Iâll just be going to Troitz county. No one can hurt me.âShe worriedly inspected her surroundings as he was about to kiss her. When no one was watching, she planted delicate kisses on his lips. Skylar was content with the sweet moment as he understood her boundaries. He tasted her sweetness on his lips, then turned and walked away satisfied.Dianne had been waiting patiently for Skylar in the Jeep parked along the road. Upon learning that the highway to Troitz county was under repair, Skylar decided to take the high-speed train.Half an hour later, the duo boarded the train and were on their way to their destination. However, because the tickets were last-minute purchases, their seats were separated by an aisle. Moments after the train started moving, Skylar, who was attempting to get some rest, felt a nudge. He opened his eyes and saw a six or seven-year-old boy kicking his leg with his filthy soccer boots. Every kick left a distinct dirty footprint on his pants.The boy seemed to be having a good time as he giggled and admired his âwork of art.â A lady in her thirties sat next to him, and she appeared to be the boyâs mother. Her earbuds were plugged in, and she seemed indifferent to the boyâs misbehavior.Skylar decided not to make a fuss because the boy was so young. Hence, he spoke politely, âShoes are meant for walking, not kicking. Look at how dirty my pants are.âThe boy lifted his brow and looked aside, pretending to be unaware of Skylarâs admonition. The man wiped his pants and closed his eyes to relax, not wanting to cope with the mischievous youngster any longer.After less than a minute of peace, the boy kicked Skylar once again. It was harder this time, maybe as a form of retaliation against his lectures. Skylar, unable to tolerate the boyâs antics, commanded, âStop kicking!âThe boy was shocked by his stern attitude. He wailed, âMommy! Mommy, he scolded me! He threatened to hit me!âThe woman took out her earphones and asked worriedly, âDarling, whatâs wrong?âThe boy pointed at Skylar and shrieked, âHe hit me!ââHow dare a grown-up like you bully a six-
year-old boy? Arenât you ashamed of yourself?â The woman was brimming with hostility as she reprimanded Skylar.