The Promise Of Happiness

Chapter 3 Calling Mommy

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.”

Samuel’s gaze softened as the corner of his mouth

was effective when you took Sophia to

of that.” Steven shook his head before continuing, “I was there during the psychological intervention. Professor James merely applied a conventional treatment this time, which was no different from

cause of it

times. You should’ve seen her

to the earlier events, Steven still felt

back with them

so why was she

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

wouldn’t say that she’s ugly. But she had freckles all over her face and was ordinary-looking,” Steven replied as he tried his best to recall her appearance. “Her facial features were very plain.

wasn’t asking about

Steven was rendered speechless.

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

that this ordinary-looking woman would be the key to

his thigh as soon as

an important matter? I’ll do

the second floor, Franklin Bowers was sharpening some colored pencils

on a higher pedestal compared to his sister. However, this was just an act

colored pencil from Franklin, Sophia drew

flat nose bridge, thick lips, and a face dotted

She even drew yellow lines around the woman to

scribbled on top of the