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.

effective when you took Sophia to see Professor James

there during the psychological

the cause of

around her twenties at the airport today, Sam. She liked her so much that she called her Mommy several times. You should’ve seen her

to the earlier events, Steven still felt

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

word to her mother, so why was she addressing a total stranger as her

Samuel was also puzzled. “Tell me about that woman,”

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

about her looks,

Steven was rendered speechless.

you know the woman is special to Sophia, Steven,

this ordinary-looking woman

soon as he

could I forget such an

a bedroom on the second floor, Franklin Bowers was sharpening some colored

the eldest grandchild of the Bowers family, he was placed on a higher pedestal compared to his sister. However, this was just an act for outsiders, as he was the perfect embodiment of

pencil from Franklin, Sophia drew a woman on the drawing

bridge, thick lips, and a face dotted with freckles. Oddly enough, the little girl was grinning the entire time she

She even drew yellow

a word scribbled on top of the woman’s head that

Franklin’s eyes were clouded with

sister beamed