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

treatment method was effective when you took Sophia to see Professor

continuing, “I was there during the psychological intervention. Professor James merely applied a

was the cause

her so much that she called her Mommy several times. You should’ve seen

back to the earlier events, Steven still felt that it was

the twins’ birth mother when Samuel came back with them back then, they were well

uttered a word to her mother, so why was she addressing a total stranger as

about that woman,” he said as he

as he tried his best to recall her appearance. “Her facial features

wasn’t asking about her looks,

Steven was rendered speechless.

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

ordinary-looking woman would be the key

slapped his thigh as soon as he heard his

How could I forget such an

Franklin Bowers was sharpening some colored pencils

pedestal compared to his sister. However, this was just an act for outsiders, as he was the perfect

pencil from Franklin, Sophia

with a flat nose bridge, thick lips, and a face dotted with freckles. Oddly enough, the

not all. She even drew yellow

finished the drawing with a word scribbled on top of the woman’s