Chapter 32 - Lost (1/2)

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

She walked up to Franklin and handed him the steamed bun that she had not yet eaten.

“Brother, do you want to eat the steamed bun? It’s delicious. It’s meat!” Lauren stammered. If it were anyone else, Franklin would definitely feel that they had no manners. However, when it came to Lauren, he actually felt that it was very cute.

He could not help but bend down and reach out to pinch her steamed bun face.

“Cough, it’s fine. I’m pinching your face to see if there’s really so much meat.” Franklin took the glass filled with water and took a sip, trying to hide the slightly awkward expression on his face.

Mr. Hayes thought to himself, “Then I’ll just pretend that I didn’t see the young master’s smile.”

“Big brother, Lauren slept very well yesterday. Thank you, big brother, for telling Lauren the story.”

The others seemed to be working hard, but they were secretly paying attention to the interaction between the big one and the little one.

“Of course I’m good at telling stories. I was the one who coaxed your other two brothers to sleep when they were young,” Franklin’s tone was a little arrogant.

Lauren had already quickly finished off one meat bun and was now eating the other one.

“Big brother, I fell asleep last night. I haven’t heard the end yet. So, was snow white eaten by grandma wolf in the end? But didn’t Cinderella bring the Dwarves to save Snow White? Did she succeed? If she didn’t succeed, Little Red Riding Hood who ate the poisoned apple wouldn’t be able to get the antidote!”

The person wiping the vase stopped in his tracks. The person who was passing by the living room to sweep the front yard stopped in his tracks. Mr. Hayes’ smile froze on his face.

What kind of melodramatic fairy tale is this?

Young master, you must have remembered it!

Of course, everyone’s surprise did not last long because Franklin’s words were indeed shocking.

“After Snow White was eaten by Grandma Wolf, the Dwarves cut open Grandma Wolf’s stomach and rescued Grandma and Snow White. Snow White then gave the antidote to Little Red Riding Hood. Little Red Riding Hood then lived happily with the Prince.”

Franklin finished the story in front of everyone with a straight face and firmly believed that what he said was right.

No one had ever told him fairy tales when he was young. He had been educated as the successor of Torres enterprise since he was young, and all the happiness and relaxation had nothing to do with him.