Chapter 921



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In the room there were some shelves, on which were placed some boxes containing all kinds of treasures.

On the innermost wall hung a black and white photo.

The picture showed a woman in her early twenties. She had a bright smile on her face, but everyone knew that this woman had been dead for many years.

Queenie walked forward. As she did so, her hips swayed from side to side, as did the glass of red wine in her hand.

She walked over to the picture, and then, poured the red wine on the floor.

“Dad, haven’t you been watching my live streams lately? You haven’t given me any donations! Grandfather Sponsor has become the number 1 patron now.”

Cherry stretched out her chubby fingers and showed off as she spoke flirtatiously in her tender young voice, “Grandpa and I make video calls every day! But you disappeared for a month and didn’t look for me even once! Cherry is angry.”

After speaking, she put her hands on her hips and turned her back to Justin. However, her big dark eyes moved erratically left and right. Justin rubbed his daughter’s head and said, “I’ve been busy with something really important-what can I do to appease Cherry?”

Cherry blinked and then smiled at him, “Help me get my game account back! If you make one with no time limit, I won’t be mad at you anymore! If not, Cherry will be very sad because she thinks about you every day but has no games to kill time with.”

Cherry had ADHD in the past, so Nora had allowed her to play.

But Nora had recently noticed that the presence of Cherry’s two older brothers had helped her overcome the disorder, so Nora had deactivated her unlimited-access gaming account.

gαℓησν𝒆𝓁s․cо𝗺, your storytelling home It was not advisable for minors to play too many hours a day.

But because Cherry liked the game, she had insisted Justin remove the time limit from the account, which Nora later changed back.

As a result, Cherry could only play for an hour a day.

Hearing what Cherry said, a cuddly look filled Justin’s eyes and he said, “Not only do you say you’re mad at me, but you miss me so much, but in the end, it’s all just about the game account, isn’t it?”

Cherry turned around and bribed sympathetically, “But I’m just so bored. After playing for an hour, I spend the remaining 23 hours missing you!”

“What nonsense.”

Next to him, Pete unmasked his lie right away. “You still have to sleep ten hours a day!”

Cherry: “?”

She lifted her chin. “I miss Dad in my dreams when I sleep!”

Pete continued and said dryly, “But what you were saying in your sleep was, ‘Time for team battle! Come on! Attack! Attack!”

“…Still, thirteen hours left before I miss Dad!” replied Cherry.

On the side, Xander also said, “You always take your time when you eat, so it takes you at least four hours to finish all three meals of the day.”

Cherry: “?”

“I think about Dad when I eat!”

Xander said, “But what you were saying was, ‘now that I don’t have games to play, even the food doesn’t taste good anymore.’ Why isn’t the day over yet? I want to play…”

“Oh, you also spend four hours watching other people’s live streams…”

“You also spend time savoring every detail of the team battle and rambling with me for two hours, and then with Xander for another two…”

“You also spend time regretting not talking to others more wittily when you were playing…”

“You also spend time pestering mom to release the children’s restraints for you…”

“You too…”

Her two older siblings put her on the spot.

Cherry’s eyes were wet with tears. “Pete! Xander! You two are horrible!”

Pete said, “Stop playing games and practice more Math Olympiad problems!”

Xander said, “Or come study dissection with me…human anatomy is very interesting…”

Justin couldn’t bear to see his precious daughter being bullied. He picked Cherry up and said, “Is that how the two of you should treat your little sister? All right, easy there, Cherry…”

“Can Daddy take me off the child restraints then?”

“I’ll have to ask your mother about that…”

Nora stood off to the side. As she listened to the chatter of the four, she lifted her head and looked upstairs.

The mysterious room had opened and her aunt was inside.

No one knew what she was looking at. When Nora thought about what Trueman had said, she let out a quiet sigh.

Her aunt always said she would let Nora see the things in that room when the time came, and when that happened, her aunt’s identity would also be revealed. But when would that time be?

As Nora pondered, her phone suddenly rang. When she answered, Ian’s voice was heard on the other end.

“Nora, I think I know who your aunt is!”

Nora’s pupils shrank. “Who is it?”

“I’m about to board my flight. I’ll tell you when I arrive.”

When it would arrive?

Ian was flying? For Ian to get excited enough to come in person, who the hell was Queenie?

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