Chapter 4: Lost

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Rosh Pov 

3 years later....

its been 3 years since i got my son Thyrell he is 3 years old going 4 now. he is not just the typical kid you know. because he is one of the most prankster child ever wanna know why ?

*Flashback*

he just started 3 years old when i hired a nanny for him so that i can go to the company without worrying how my son is doing.

 one time  he told me that 

"Daddy i don't like the nanny  she look like a which dad" with matching sad face facing me in my office in our house. he started talking when he is just 1 turning 2 that time. he is smart too. 

"No Thyrell you need a nanny dad needs to go to work" i said when i kneel down my one knee to his height

"But daddy" he started crying 

"No son please don't make it hard for me. dad needs to work too for you to eat everyday"i said while holding his face and wiping his tears that is falling.

"But i want you to be with me dad please? " he is crying continuesly 

"No son. go to your room now. whether you like it or not still  you will have that nanny!" i stand up and went to my swivel chair. and there he ran away. 

i keep telling myself that its for his own good for 20 mins, but my consceince is starting to fill me up. so i stand and go to first floor  and saw thyrell nanny crying 

"Why are you crying ?" i asked 

"Sir your son." and she cried again 

"What what happen to my son ? did my son do something to you tell me" i saw her wipe her tears a little

"sir he put soap in area where i am going that's why i slipped  on the floor sir" she explained and stop crying. i started scanning the area looking for thyrell. looking left and right.

 i went to the kitchen, living room, and dinning room but no thyrell. so i decided to go to his room and search for him. i was about to go to the bed when i heard a sneeze in one of the cabinets. so i think this is where thyrell hide. and when i open it he is a little bit surprised. he is now seating in the cabinet with his little body facing my direction. 

"Thyrell what did you do to your nanny ?" i asked with authority voice 

"I-i " he is now biting his lower lip thinking of the incident 

"I what thyrell tell me " 

"I-i Put soap on the floor dad"he said in a Stuttering voice

"why did you do that thyrell?"  i asked and i saw his eyes that he wants to cry but he is holding it.

"Because ahm" he can't say the right words. but nothing can stop me he needs to be scolded 

"Because what thyrell? don't make me wait for your answer. Answer it now, why did you do that"

"S-so that she will slipped and  i was thinking that maybe from that she will get out of this house dad" he is now standing infront of me while playing with his hands with nervousness. 

"come on thyrell its for your own good. what if something bad to your nanny what will you do? do you think its nice ?"

"No daddy sorry" he said with apologetic voice 

"fine but no games for a week." he look at me in disbelief 

"But dad i-" i cut him off

"No buts now go to your room and reflect of what you did today son. its not good" and then he ran away again but to his room this time. 

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