After Picking Up the Wrong Kid, the Ice-Cold Beautiful CEO Dropped Her Act for Good

The kindergarten teacher called me, her voice choked with tears, to tell me my daughter had been picked up by a strange woman. The woman had left her own son behind at the kindergarten. I looked at the boy in a little suit, his eyes as cold as those of a tiny CEO, and thought the whole situation was utterly absurd. My phone rang, and a woman's even colder voice came through: "Is my son with you? Stay where you are. I'm coming to get him. And don't touch him."

I laughed.

"Ma'am, you've got one thing wrong. You're the one asking me for help now. My daughter is with you, and your son is with me."

"Also, your son just...