NovelEnglishSophia played dumb to their puzzled looks, politely nodded at them and then gestured towards the house behind her, "He's in
there getting the kiddo cleaned up, I'll holler for him for ya."
Without waiting for Daniel and Patricia's response, she spun around and headed into the house, leaving the door ajar as she went
straight to find Brandon.
Daniel and Patricia followed suit, stepping inside.
Both were momentarily distracted by Sophia's remark about "him inside getting the kiddo cleaned up," simultaneously furrowing
their brows in confusion.
"Why's a grown man like Brandon gotta babysit bath time?" Daniel was the first to chin. "That's woman's work. The guy's
slammed with work all day, and now he's gottae hand play bath time? Gia break."
"Exactly," Patricia chimed in, also frowning, "He's a big shot CEO, and he's hdoing what a woman should be doing? If word
gets out, it's gonna be a laughing stock. Ain't there a nanny in the house? And even if the kid doesn't want one, isn't there a
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Her mention of "mom" jogged Daniel's memory.
They were there to suss out if Sophia was the real deal, and Patricia's words were inadvertently treating the Sophia before them as
if she was the genuine article.
He coughed slightly, a nudge for Patricia to watch her words.
If this woman really was Sophia, he wasn't too keen on hearing Patricia trash-talk her.
Patricia glanced at him, reluctantly shut her trap, and followed Daniel into the house.
Brandon was running hot water to bathe Theresa. The "whoosh" of the water momentarily muffled the sound of the phone call at
the door.
Not quite at ease, Brandon pressed the showerhead into Theresa's tub to check what was happening outside.
Sophia had juste in and gave him a puzzled look at his actions, then pointed to the living room behind her, "Your folks are here
for you."
Brandon: "......"
His reaction made Sophia spell it out: "They say they're your parents."
"Did they give you a hard time?" Brandon asked, turning off the tap with a "click."
Sophia shook her head, "Nope."
Then she added, "You go handle them, | got Theresa's bath."
"I'll bathe her in a bit," Brandon said, standing up. "You and Theresa head back to the room."
Sophia nodded. She wasn't nosy and didn't fancy facing Daniel and Patricia, nor did she plan on hiding in her room. She was set on
giving Theresa her bath first.
But Brandon's hand was already on her shoulder, gently nudging her towards the master bedroom while telling Theresa, "Theresa,
go with mommy to the room, daddy will bathe you later, okay?"
Theresa obediently bobbed her head, "Okay."
Brandon ushered Sophia and Theresa into the master bedroom and closed the door behind them before stepping out.
Daniel and Patricia were already inside, scrutinizing the house with furrowed brows.
"Why would you live in a place like this?"
Patricia couldn't hold back any longer. With Brandon's wealth, he could have any house he wanted, and she couldn't fathom why
he'd settle for such a modest place, not even 200 square meters, which was smaller than a single bedroom in the Crawley family
villa they used to live in.
Daniel was also peering around the less-than-impressive house when he spotted Brandoning out. He coughed and instinctively
looked past him, "Where's Sophia?"
Brandon didn't pay him any mind, just motioned for them to leave with a wave of his arm and didn't utter a word.
Daniel and Patricia were taken aback and exchanged glances
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