NovelApp"Mommy, look at Uncle Elliot... Layla has a photo where she turned Uncle Elliot young. Tap on it. I don't know how to do it." Kiara pointed at the phone.
Robert was looking at them intently by the side. He placed his new toy down and took Layla's phone from Shea's hand. He skillfully opened the photo album and found the photo of his father.
When he saw the photo of his father as a young child, he snickered, "Hehe! Daddy is so cute!" Then, Robert kissed the screen without any warning.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Robert, you naughty boy! That's disgusting! You made my screen dirty!" Layla flew over and rescued her phone from Robert. At the stime, she shoved Robert to the side.
Robert pouted, looking aggrieved. "You don't want to play with me, and you pushedaway. I'm going to tell Mommy when we get home." "If you dare to tell Mommy, I won't play with you ever!" Layla threatened Robert, completely unperturbed.
She was confident in her control over Robert.
Sure enough, Robert caved. He was so frightened, he immediately went forward to ask for a hug. "Layla, I was just joking. I won't tell Mommy. I like you the best! Play with me!" "I only have two hands. I can only hold Kiara's and Rose's hands. I can't hold your hand too! If you want to play with us, you can't throw a tantrum, do you hear me?" Layla lectured.
Layla had taken the two girls into a room and locked Robert out because Robert had thrown a tantrum. Layla had not held his hand, so he had gotten jealous.
"Layla, I know I was wrong. I won't throw a tantrum anymore." Robert lowered his head, admitting his mistake.
"That's a good boy!" Layla reconciled with Robert and took the girls back to the room to play.
Robert picked up his new toy and obediently tagged along behind them into the room.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOn the other side of the hill, in a room with simple and modern decor, the old woman looking after Irene had just made lunch. She got Irene to wash her hands before eating. Ever since coming down from the hill, Irene was locked in a small house which was less than 10 square meters wide.
She was used to the freedom of Hightide Chapel, so she was very unhappy with her restricted life now.
"Irene, I made your favorite meatballs." The old woman put two meatballs on Irene's plate.
"Grandma, when can we go out to play?" Irene looked at her favorite meatballs while holding onto a spoon. She had no appetite. "Can't we go out anymore in the future?" "Of course not. We'll have to see what Madam arranges for us next. You saw it yesterday. Madam treats you well. She won't hurt you," the old Said. woman "Irene, you have to remember. Although I'm caring for you now, Madam was the one who rescued you. She is the one spending the money to hireto care for you. Without her, you would be as pitiful as the children up the hill." "But I don't think they are pitiful! I want to return to Hightide Chapel. Grandma, can you sendthere?" Irene's eyes were gleaming with tears.
"Irene, be good. I've told you before that someone is trying to kill you Aren't you afraid of death? Even if you're not, I am. I won't let you simply run around." The old O woman's tone hardened. S "Madam is not at htoday. Grandma, can you takeout for a walk? I don't want to be stuck here." Irene looked pitiful. She wiped away her tears.
"I'm used to living in Hightide Chapel. I can't stay here a moment longer."
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