“Is it? Don’t lie to me. Do you remember the last time when you tricked the teacher into ruining the computer so that the students could take a day off? Did you really do nothing bad this time?”

“Eh…” These teachers are pestering me! Ugh! How could Mommy think badly of me? Am I really a troublemaker in her eyes?

“Last time, I only taught them to play a little game on the computer.” Then, he changed the topic. “Mommy, I’m hungry. Can we go home now?”

In the end, Sasha had no choice but to let him off. She bade the teachers goodbye and brought the little ones home.

After they arrived home, Sasha busied herself in the kitchen to prepare dinner.

However, before she was done, the hospital called.

“Dr. Nancy, the committee has agreed to let you take over the patient. Is it convenient for you to come back now?”

“Now?”

The nurse replied helplessly over the phone, “Yes. The patient’s family member is here as well. She wishes to speak to you after she learned of the committee’s decision.”

This type of patient and their family members were a headache. Perhaps it was a common trait of the rich to boss around as though they owned the world.

In the end, Sasha agreed to head back to the hospital.

“Matt, I need to go to the hospital now. Can you stay at home with Vivi and have dinner with her?”

“Of course. Mommy, don’t worry. I will take good care of Vivian.”

Matteo behaved like a mature young man as he waved at his mom, reassuring her about them.

she could leave

her, the two little ones sneaked into her study

doing? Mommy

Today, the principal showed me a photo of a boy who is transferring to our preschool. You know

climbed behind his mom’s computer desk. Within minutes, he managed to hack into the principal’s

Matt, is that

saw

brows while pointing at the

Vivian’s eyes grew wider.

why does he look like

recalled that there were times when their mother would take an unworn onesie out of a small wooden chest, crying when she thought no one was around. At that instant, Matteo decided to check to

Hotel

later, at Clear

“Dr. Nancy, you’re here!”

the patient’s family?” Sasha

a reminder. “She’s at Mr. Jackson’s office. Dr. Nancy, you need to

changed into her white

“Mr. Jackson, I’m Nancy.”

Nancy, meet the

elderly director, was trying hard to communicate with the patient’s family member, who was sitting opposite him. Beads of sweat were seen

was a tough nut to

opened the door for Sasha and invited her into the office as if

bewildered to see the director

sofa. Her eyes widened in disbelief

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