Chapter 27 (1/2)

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

Franklin looked at Lauren as she read the information seriously. She still had to point with her index finger wherever she was reading. She was extremely serious.

At this moment, Franklin suddenly thought of a question.

“Little one, you can read? Is there someone teaching you how to read and write in the church?”

Lauren raised her head and slowly blinked her eyes. She still had not recovered from the clues she had just discovered.

“Brother, look. Zelda’s husband, Lambert, passed away three years ago. I heard from Mr. Hayes that Zelda came to the Torres family three years ago to work together. Is this timing just a coincidence?”

Franklin did not answer the question that he had just asked. Not only could Lauren read, but her mind was also very clear.

Franklin was getting more and more interested in this younger sister who had suddenly returned home.

“Big brother, are you listening to what Lauren is saying? !” Lauren angrily placed her hands on her hips.

“Alright, Lauren, do you have a waist? Do you have to put your hands on your waist like other people?”

Franklin laughed and joked.

Upon hearing this, Tang Lan, who was unconvinced, stood up.

“How can Lauren not have a waist? Look, her waist is here!” She pointed at her waist in a very serious manner. “Today, Lauren only ate a piece of cake! Very soon, Lauren will be like big brother and have long legs!”

“You have to eat more vegetables and bask in the sun. Only with balanced nutrition can you grow taller. Otherwise, you will forever be called Little Girl.”

“Brother, you are not allowed to call Lauren little!”

“Little girl!”

Suddenly, there were two knocks on the study door. Franklin suddenly sat up and put away his playful expression. He returned to the serious look of the president’s office.

“Come in.”

“Young master, this is the milk prepared for you. Miss Torres is here too. Would you like me to pour another cup?”

The moment Zelda pushed the door open with a tray, Lauren moved very quickly and pressed the information under her butt. Before Lauren could even answer, Franklin had already taken matters into his own hands.

“No, one cup is enough. Just put it down. Thank you.”

Zelda put down the milk swiftly and closed the door gently as she left.

“Brother, that was Zelda just now.”

Franklin passed the milk on the table to Lauren. “Is that so? She seems to bring in the milk in every night.”

“Brother, aren’t you going to drink it?”