Chapter 1333 

Upon returning to the room, Sylvia figured that the children were probably still awake. She sent pictures of the painting she drew today as well as some of the scenery she had taken on her phone to the group chat. 

Ding! 

Liam’s picture popped up on her phone’s notification. She played the audio message, “Wow~ It’s so pretty ~‘ 

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Judging by the soft, enthusiastic cry, it must be Flint on Liam’s phone. 

It was quickly followed by Isabel’s curious voice, “Mom, why is there so much snow everywhere?” 

Sylvia grinned and replied, “It’s winter here all year 

round so there’s snow all the time. It hardly has time to melt before a new pile of snow falls on top.” 

Isabel gasped, “Oh~” 

She suddenly asked, “Mom, didn’t you take pictures of 

yourself?” 

“Mommy, I miss you.” It was Flint on Liam’s phone again. 

Sylvia smiled and answered, “Mommy forgot to take pictures today. Why don’t I take one for you kids right now?” 

Flint continued hogging Liam’s phone. “Okay!” 

Sylvia approached the window and took a selfie, making sure to frame the snow–covered terrain outside that was illuminated by the streetlights. She sent it to the group. 

Meanwhile, at Westchester which was thousands of miles 

away from where she was. 

At Carter’s Residence. 

Isabel, Liam, and Flint were all huddled together in the 

playroom. 

intently at

to Liam and peeked intently at

hand as well.

the

face appear on the phone’s display, the closed door was suddenly flung open.

figure sucked the

room. 

immediately tensed up. Isabel and Liam quickly stuffed their

a beat.

doorway and swept an inquisitive look over the childcare’s faces. “Why

your room yet?” 

“We’ll go

“Room,

}) 

eyed them suspiciously. “I’ll be in

minutes to check up on you. If I see you kids

have this room locked up so none of you can

in

Isabel scowled, “Okay.” 

murmured something

Liam remained silent. 

and walked

carried Flint in

did not continue to dawdle around either.

her and quickly went back

their respective rooms, they continued chatting

he once shared with Sylvia, picked up his phone that had been blaring with

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replies inside the group. She wondered if it was an issue

phone for

“Mommy is so pretty, pretty

you

baby? Be a

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