Chapter 12 (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“But Miss Torres, there’s no ice cream shop around here,” Ben said awkwardly.

“It’s coming soon!”

“What’s coming soon?”

“The old man who sells ice cream! Look!”

As expected, an ice cream cart appeared at the corner. An old man dressed in plain clothes was pushing the cart over. On the top of the ice cream cart were the words “Only pineapple flavor”.

Lauren had already run over and stood on her tiptoes to speak to the old man. She then returned with two popsicles.

One of the popsicles was stuffed into Tang Feng’s hand. It was ice-cold.

“Uncle, it’s not that I’m stingy and don’t want to treat you. I know that you’re allergic to pineapple, that’s why I didn’t buy it for you.”

“How did you know that he’s allergic to pineapple?”

“How did you know that I’m allergic to pineapple?”

The two men asked at the same time.

Lauren tilted her head and smiled, revealing her cute little dimples again.

“Because I’m very smart!”

What’s up with being a little cute! Could it be that I’m over obsessed with my sister?

Franklin once again fled in panic.

Perhaps Lauren was tired. After returning and having dinner at the Torres residence, she said that she wanted to sleep and closed the door.

But in reality, she was interrogating the little ghost from today!

In the room, Lauren was sitting on the bed, leaning against the pillow. On the chair opposite her was a ten-year-old teenager. He was dressed in rags and looked like a hooligan.

“The little ghost who uses a green shirt to harm people, I’ll call you Green Ghost!” Lauren was interrogating the teenager called Zane like a judge judging a case.

“I’ve already said that my name is Zane, not some Green Ghost,” the ten-year-old boy said with a stiff neck. His eyes were filled with disdain.

“Hmph, I’ve already tracked down that you’ve already caused the deaths of five people. Why did you do this?”

“None of your business!”