A Cue for Happiness

Steven took Sophia home.

Ever since they had parted with the unfamiliar woman, the little girl had been sulking.

She was obviously in a bad mood as she even rejected her favorite ice cream, running back to her room with reddened eyes as soon as they reached the house.

Seeing her pitiful expression, Steven had a feeling that his brother was going to beat him to a pulp.

He quietly turned around and looked at the man sitting on the couch.

Samuel was wearing a black shirt and straight-fit pants. His attire perfectly accentuated his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs.

Despite his chiseled facial features, the frosty look he gave his brother was chilling to the core.

“Tell me. What did you do to Sophia?”

“For heaven’s sake, Sam. I wouldn’t dare to do anything to her! I’ll praise the heavens for her to spare me instead!”

Even though Steven was the second son of the Bowers family, he felt as if he had been demoted to a nanny ever since Samuel returned with Franklin and Sophia five years ago. As long as one of them got into trouble, he would be the one taking all the blame in the end, no matter whatever reason was behind it.

However, Steven thought it wise to get straight to the point before shouldering the blame.

“Something astonishing happened, Sam. Sophia can speak now.”

Upon hearing this, Samuel’s gaze softened as the corner of his mouth lifted slightly.

method was effective when you took Sophia to see Professor James in

continuing, “I was there during the psychological intervention. Professor James merely applied a conventional treatment this time, which was no different from

cause of it

her twenties at the airport today, Sam. She liked her so much that she called her Mommy several times. You should’ve seen her sulky face when they were about to part. Her eyes were flooded with tears that kept dripping down her

the earlier events, Steven still felt that

publicly announced the twins’ birth mother when Samuel came back with them back then, they

word to her mother, so

brother, Samuel was also puzzled. “Tell me about that woman,” he said as he narrowed

her face and was ordinary-looking,” Steven replied as he tried his best to

wasn’t asking about her

Steven was rendered speechless.

you know the woman is special to Sophia, Steven, why didn’t you

woman would

slapped his thigh as soon as

such an

on the second floor, Franklin

pedestal compared to his sister. However, this was just

Sophia drew

thick lips, and a face dotted with freckles. Oddly enough, the little girl was

not all. She even drew yellow lines around the

the drawing with a word scribbled on top of the

were clouded with

beamed as she