Scum Daddy Dreams Of Stealing My Mommy!
Chapter 33 Steal Sister Away

Chapter 33: Chapter 33 Steal Sister Away

Her daughter was her weakness.

Amelia Garcia almost reflexively put her phone back to her ear, her face lighting up with a tender, doting smile.

"Baby, are you feeling better?"

"Uh-huh! But getting better isn’t good at all!"

She laughed, "Silly girl, how is getting better not good?"

"Because when I’m better, Mommy won’t come to see me!" the little girl’s tone was whiny and fierce.

"..." Amelia suddenly fell silent.

"Mommy, I’m at the amusement park, can you come and play with me, please?"

Amelia put her guard back up and gently but firmly said, "Baby, I’m sorry, your aunt is still busy with work and can’t leave right now. Why don’t you go play with Daddy, hmm?"

Hope Hart immediately started to act spoiled, "No... you adults only ever think about work, it’s no fun at all. I’m so pitiful... Only when I’m sick and miserable does anyone care about me, wuwu—"

Christopher Hart listened to this and flicked his daughter’s forehead with his finger.

Ungrateful little thing!

Wasn’t the time he spent with her enough?

Almost every day, he’d bring her along wherever he went and she still says he didn’t spend time with her?

The girl who was flicked on the forehead quickly covered her head with one hand, her round eyes glaring resentfully at the "abuser": "Why did you hit me! Bad daddy!"

Amelia’s expression changed abruptly, "Why did you hit the child?"

President Hart, with his phone on speaker, hearing the urgency in the woman’s voice on the other end, provocatively said, "I hit my child, what does it have to do with Miss Norton?"

"You—how could you justify hitting a child?!" Amelia was quite upset.

Hope Hart, being clever, immediately yelled into the phone, "Mommy, I don’t want this bad daddy anymore! Please come and take me away!"

The man raised an eyebrow, "Daddy’s bad?"

"Humph! You’re bad, you’re just bad!"

Listening to the father and daughter bicker, Amelia heard the little girl’s tone sounding quite angry, she wasn’t sure if she truly was hit by her father.

She, of course, wanted to take her daughter away, she’d dreamt of it.

But how could she?

She couldn’t even admit her own true identity!

"Baby, your aunt is still busy with work, but I’ll come to play with you when I’m free, okay? Be a good girl. If Daddy hits you again, go find a police officer, okay?"

"Wuwu, I don’t want to... I just want Mommy..."

The little girl began to cry, but Amelia still forcibly ended the call.

Shaw quietly listened by her side.

Seeing her struggle to compose herself long after hanging up, Shaw stood up to pour a glass of water and set it down.

"Sis..."

Amelia noticed her own lapse and quickly rubbed her face to gather herself.

Shaw softly suggested, "If you really can’t bear it, just openly admit your identity. According to the law, as the child’s birth mother, you have the right to visit her!"

Amelia gave a bitter smile, "You think it’s that simple? The moment I admit who I am, my sister—who has no blood relation—won’t know what kind of trouble to stir up."

"Ha! Are we afraid of her?"

"Of course, I’m not afraid of her. But she’s about to marry Christopher Hart and become my daughter’s stepmother. She hates me so much, she’ll definitely find ways to torment Hope."

And currently, she was considered a dead person, a dead person couldn’t pose a threat to her, hence her sister’s hatred toward her daughter might not be as strong.

After a moment of thought, Shaw added, "Couldn’t you possibly remarry that Mr. Hart? Even just for the sake of the child."

"Remarry?" Amelia was even more shocked.

"It’s quite normal, couples divorce and remarry."

"While that might happen with normal couples, the relationship between him and me..."

Amelia didn’t know how to describe her relationship with Christopher Hart.

They had been childhood sweethearts, sure of each other as the one for the rest of their lives.

But later, she inexplicably became the culprit who framed Wendy Hart and even stole trade secrets leading to significant losses for Seal-Cloud Corporation —

At that time, she almost found herself imprisoned by the Hart Family.

Setting aside whether Christopher Hart still had feelings for her, whether he wanted to remarry, just from her side — she also couldn’t let go and treat those injuries as fleeting clouds.

If there were any feelings of gratitude left for the Hart Family, it would be the kindness of Elder Hart.

But the Elder had passed away a few years ago.

"I will never have anything to do with the Hart Family again in my life," she declared in a determined tone after a long silence.

"Ah..." Shaw sighed, chin in hand and eyes drooping.

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On the way home from the amusement park, brothers Noah and Ethan whispered to each other.

"Bro, how did you turn into a duck? And a pink one at that, so gross..." in his heart.

Before the younger brother could finish, an intimidating glance from his older brother silenced him immediately.

How could he get close to his sister if he didn’t turn into a duck?

It took quite an effort, using all his cooing and cute acts, to get permission from the staff to dress up as a duck to surprise his sister.

"And you? I heard from Aunt Fitch that you bumped into that man too, were you found out?"

"Heh! With my smarts, how could I be found out?"

Ethan came closer with pride, whispering mysteriously to his brother, "From afar, he looked like him, at first, I thought I was mistaken, but then I realized it was him indeed! I acted bratty and had Aunt Snow hold me; I lay on her shoulder."

Thank god his brother had shown him that man’s photo; otherwise, today would have been a disaster! Thinking of them caught by Scumbag Father, kidnapped, and separated from their mother, he felt terrified.

Ethan: "Hehe, how about that? I’m pretty clever, right?"

Noah: "..."

Ethan: "Oh! And I made a funny face that scared that guy! Hahahaha..."

Noah: "Not too foolish."

Ethan: "Oh, bro, what does ’brat’ mean?"

Noah glanced at him, "It’s an insult, what about it?"

The brother suddenly pouted, unhappy.

"He insulted me, called me a brat!"

Noah was stunned, then authentically patted his brother in assurance, "Don’t worry, I took revenge for you, I insulted him back!"

Called him a fool! And he didn’t even realize it!

Ethan: "Really? Hahaha... brother, you’re awesome!"

Snow Fitch was driving, hearing the brothers laugh uproariously in the back seat, she curiously glanced at the rearview mirror: "What are you two talking about?"

"A secret."

"Heh! Little kids, and still talking about secrets!"

"What, only adults are allowed to have secrets?"

Snow Fitch smiled sheepishly.

Such drama!

They both saw their biological father today, sadly not knowing anything — this feeling of keeping a secret was truly uncomfortable.

The brothers continued muttering in the back seat.

"Bro, hurry up and tell your plan, how are we going to sneak our sister out?"

"Don’t rush, we alone can’t complete it; we have to wait..."

"Wait for what?"

The brother pondered silently for a moment, "I heard from mom that Uncle Kane might be coming..."

Their father was a formidable man, sneakily whisking away their sister wouldn’t be easy.

He had to wait for Uncle Kane to come and convince him to join in the action!