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.

you took Sophia to see

that.” Steven shook his head before continuing, “I was there during the psychological intervention. Professor James merely applied a conventional treatment this time, which was no

the cause of

Sam. She liked her so much that she called her Mommy several times. You should’ve seen her sulky face when they were

to the earlier events, Steven still felt that it was

announced the twins’ birth mother when Samuel came back with

her mother, so why was

about that woman,” he said as he narrowed his

she had freckles all over her face and was ordinary-looking,” Steven replied as he tried his best to recall her appearance. “Her facial

wasn’t asking about

Steven was rendered speechless.

to Sophia, Steven,

woman would be the key

his thigh as soon

could I forget such an important matter? I’ll do it right

second floor, Franklin Bowers was

Bowers family, he was placed on a higher pedestal compared to his sister. However, this was just an act for outsiders, as he was

colored pencil from Franklin, Sophia drew a woman

with a flat nose bridge, thick lips, and a face dotted with freckles. Oddly enough, the

all. She even drew yellow lines around

a word scribbled on

eyes were clouded

beamed as