A Cue for Happiness

Chapter 3

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.

treatment method was effective when you took Sophia to see

of that.” Steven shook his head before continuing, “I was there during the psychological intervention. Professor James merely

the cause

times. You should’ve seen her sulky face when

Steven still felt

Samuel came back with them back then, they were well aware that she was the

mother, so why was she addressing a

brother, Samuel was also puzzled. “Tell me about

ordinary-looking,” Steven replied as

about her

Steven was rendered speechless.

solemnly, “Since you know the woman is special to Sophia, Steven, why didn’t you send someone to look into

that this ordinary-looking woman would be the

thigh as soon as

I forget such an

Franklin Bowers was sharpening some colored

placed on a higher pedestal compared to his

from Franklin, Sophia drew a woman on the

bridge, thick lips, and a face dotted with freckles. Oddly

not all. She even drew yellow lines around the woman to

on

Franklin’s eyes were

sister beamed

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