Chapter 7 Let Father Fall In Love with Alora 

Steve frowned instantly. “It wasn’t him?” he asked, turning his head in confusion.

Last night, not to mention the servants, even he and James were taken away by Butler. If not his father, Samir, who else could have hurt his

mother?

“Young Master Steve, come with me,” the butler coughed.

Steve looked at Samir suspiciously, then jumped down from the desk and followed the housekeeper to the monitoring room like an old adult

vase, turned right, and crashed into a decorative cabinet at the side. The woman grimaced in pain, but she continued to fight with a tree in the corridor. Through the high-definition camera, Steve clearly saw the bruises left on Alora’s arms and legs when she hit the flower pot. Not far away, Samir, who was wearing pajamas, had his hands crossed over his chest and looked at her coldly. When she finally stopped moving, he got up and carried her back to the room. Little Steve was

he thought that his father, who never touched women, had suddenly become

really disappointing. “Young Master Steve, look, Madam’s injuries really have nothing to do with Sir.” “It’s because Madam was drunk.” The butler sighed lightly. Steve pursed his lips, his face a little embarrassed. But he still glanced at the tall man standing at the door seriously. “Then you are still in the wrong.” “Why did you watch her crash into a wall, a tree, and a vase? Why didn’t you help?” “Have you noticed that there are a few bottles of top-quality wine missing in the wine cabinet downstairs?” Samir asked indifferently. Steve’s face turned pale. As a father, he did not like socializing or women. His life was extremely self-disciplined. Other than work, his biggest hobby was collecting some

“…” Steve.

he left. His eyes were deep. “Brother! Why did you transfer my pocket money to Daddy!” The children’s room was tense. James put his hands on his hips. “That was the money I was going to

pocket money is not enough at all.” Steve sighed. James frowned and walked around the room anxiously. A few million could buy hundreds of remote-controlled cars. Suddenly,

in Steve’s eyes. “That makes

his IQ will become negative, and he

Mommy!” James jumped up excitedly. “You have a lot of tricks up your sleeve. You, write them down first. I’ll go downstairs.” Steve looked at his younger brother, who was sitting in front of the desk, with satisfaction. The sound of water was splashing in the kitchen downstairs, and Alora was washing the dishes. Five years ago, when Alora found out that she was not a Van family’s biological child, she began to do all kinds

to the habit of doing housework seriously every day. “Come here.” “There are servants at home. You don’t need to do these.” Steve pulled her out of the kitchen, “You are not allowed to drink in the future,”

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