Chapter 73 She's Just a Little Sister
Gabriel answered his phone, and on the other end quickly came Tiffany's voice filled with grievance.
"Gabriel, Grandma is here."
It seemed that Tiffany had been scolded again.
A hint of helplessness flashed across Gabriel's face.
"Since Grandma is at the hospital, you should go back first."
Tiffany had called seeking comfort, but instead of finding solace, she was told to go back home.
She felt extremely aggrieved in that moment.
"Gabriel, I..."
She wanted to complain, to tell him that she had slipped and was then ordered around by Grandma while cleaning the floor.
However, considering how much Gabriel valued his family, she ultimately didn't say anything.
After hanging up the phone, Tiffany couldn't understand why the clean floor had been doused with detergent.
If it was a cleaning worker’s mistake, they wouldn't have poured detergent in the entrance hall.
Someone must have done it on purpose!
Tiffany's first thought was Sam, but then she immediately denied it.
Sam was afraid of her and never dared to utter a word, let alone intentionally cause her to fall.
Sophia?
At this time, Sophia was still at work in the company. Could it be that she snuck out?
Taking advantage of being Gabriel's girlfriend, Tiffany requested the hospital to retrieve surveillance footage. She wanted to see who dared to plot against her!
A glimmer of resentment flashed in Tiffany's eyes as she stared at the surveillance footage.
Her heavily made-up face twisted slightly.
From the footage, she saw herself making a phone call and leaving the ward. Then, after about a minute, the screen suddenly turned black.
"What's going on?" Tiffany asked with a cold face.
The surveillance room administrator awkwardly replied, "It might be a problem with the camera due to prolonged usage."
Tiffany was extremely irritated. The crucial part turned black!
She didn't believe that Sophia had the capability to do this, so she ruled her out.
Could it be the cleaning worker accidentally revealed themselves while cleaning during that time?
With a black face, Tiffany left the surveillance room, still feeling pain in her buttocks.
Ethan was always cautious in his actions.
As soon as he left the hospital, he found an internet cafe and quickly hacked into the surveillance footage of the period when he and Emma were at the hospital.
He absolutely couldn't let the wicked woman discover what he and Emma had done.
Otherwise, the wicked woman would definitely blame Sam, and then what would Sam do when they weren't around to protect him from being bullied?
The two little ones felt heavy-hearted today after hearing the wicked woman brainwashing Sam.
No wonder Sam refused to speak!
"That meanie daddy is so mean, to actually let this wicked woman take care of Sam," Emma said with increasing anger.
She had initially harbored some expectations for her daddy, but now they were completely gone.
Ethan stroked his refined chin while appearing lost in thought.
As Emma continued to vent her indignation, her cute little face turned red with anger, like a ripe pink peach, and her almond-shaped eyes widened.
"We need to come up with a plan to transfer Sam to our kindergarten."
"Nursery." Ethan mused aloud.
Sam attended Elita Kindergarten, but he and Emma weren't eligible unless they acknowledged their father and entered as the heirs of the Lancaster Group.
However, they wouldn't do something as exposing as that.
Mommy tried everything to hide them from the bad daddy.
So now the only option was to have Sam transfer.
But would the bad daddy be willing to let Sam switch from a prestigious kindergarten to a regular one?
"Oh, Sam's little grandma dotes on him. Let's go find her," Emma's eyes lit up as she had an idea.
Sam's little grandma was the bad daddy's grandmother. If she proposed Sam's transfer, would the bad daddy refuse?
It would be unfilial if he did!
The two little ones shared a glance filled with understanding, especially Emma, who smiled like a cunning fox.
After they returned home, they busied themselves with their own tasks.
Emma recorded her gameplay and added her own commentary, then posted it on social media. Even without live streaming, her fans could learn from her gameplay.
After the popularity from her live PK matches, Emma's social media account gained hundreds of thousands of followers, making her somewhat famous.
Especially regarding the speculation about her true identity, opinions varied, and there was still no definite conclusion.
After publishing her video, Emma posted another update.
"Little brother is sick, feeling sad."
Comments immediately poured in.
“MilkSugar, sending hugs. Wishing your little brother, a speedy recovery.”
"Can't you stop pretending, you disgusting person? I've been nauseous for days."
"That gameplay analysis was awesome, MilkSugar, I love you."
"So, what is MilkSugar's true identity? Hasn't anyone found out yet?"
"Where are those people digging up celebrities' privacy? Please, dig into MilkSugar's identity."
"Can the person above be kind? She's just a little sister."
"Yue, if she's really a little sister, I'll livestream myself eating shit."
Emma thoroughly enjoyed reading these comments and mischievously liked the one saying "livestream eating shit."
Then she abruptly left everyone shocked in the comments section and logged out.
Seeing Ethan still occupied with Mommy's computer, Emma lost interest in playing games for the moment and picked up a book from the shelf to read.
Ethan logged into his email, which he hadn't checked in a while, and found several messages from the same person.
With a slight smile at the corner of his mouth after reading each one, Ethan's small hands typed a reply.
Hmm, the bad daddy not only wants to sign Emma as a game streamer, but also wants Ethan to join the Lancaster computer department.
He wouldn't work for the bad daddy.
Ethan accepted a few more business deals, helped solve a few internet problems, reported some people who were hurling insults at Emma online, and then visited the Lancaster forum.
Has Mommy's new design been released?
Hmm, it seems Mommy has a competition coming up.
"Sales are really poor, aren't they?"
Should he help mommy?
Ethan glanced at his balance and realized it wasn't enough.
He needed to work harder to earn more money.
Both kids had been holed up in the study all afternoon.
Sophia came home from work an hour early, and the little ones had already heard her.
Ethan quickly closed his laptop and pretended to be reading a book.
As Sophia entered, she saw the two little ones quietly reading.
She gently patted their heads.
"You've been reading all day?"
Ethan answered, "We played with the iPad in the morning and read in the afternoon."
If they said they had been reading all day, mommy wouldn't believe it for sure.
Sure enough, when they said that, mommy believed them.
"Remember to give your eyes some rest, okay?"
Emma replied crisply, "I know."
Sophia went to cook.
Sam didn't need to eat liquid food tonight, so she prepared light dishes and packed them in a thermal lunchbox.
She then placed Ethan and Emma's meals on the table and called the two little ones over to eat.
"Mommy, are you going out again?" Emma pouted unhappily.
"You haven't eaten with us for two days."
Ethan also gave her a confused look.
Sophia paused and thought for a moment. She decided to tell them.
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