The children exchanged glances.
Despite his struggles, Hank still lost by two votes.
Hank looked at Grace and Cyrus, who had quickly betrayed him, and felt like his heart had been cruelly stabbed.
"I was just trying to protect you guys, and you mercilessly sold me out!" Hank pouted sadly.
Charlotte waved him over. "Second one, come here," she beckoned to Hank.
Hank hung his head and shuffled his feet as he walked over to Charlotte: "Mommy..."
Charlotte reached out and pinched Hank's chubby cheek, her brows moving slightly, "Didn't you promise me to take good care of Annie at home? Why did you all run out here?"
"Mommy..." Hank's speech was somewhat muffled as his face was pinched.
"Mommy, we were worried about Jack and Chad."
Cyrus stepped forward and rescued his poor brother from Charlotte's grasp.
"Yeah, Mommy, that lady was so fierce earlier; she made Chad cry," Grace said, as she had been standing by Jack and Chad the whole time.
