Scum Daddy Dreams Of Stealing My Mommy!
Chapter 69: Helicopter Escapes with Baby

Chapter 69: Chapter 69: Helicopter Escapes with Baby

Noah opened up the photo album on his computer, flipping through the pages showing him and his brother from their childhood for Hope to see.

The little girl laughed gleefully.

"Ha ha ha, bald! Like a little monk!"

Ethan said, "That’s my brother when he was little, he had no hair! His head could be used as a lightbulb!"

Noah: "..."

Turning to the next page, the little girl laughed again, "Chubby, like a little pig!"

Noah immediately countered: "That’s him! He has been eating more than a pig since he was little."

Ethan retorted, "Humph! Mom said I’m a good baby because I’m not picky about food."

Keep flipping...

"Oh, all naked, how embarrassing!" The little girl saw a joint nude photo of the two, her eyes widened in surprise as she pointed, "Brother... what is this on the leg? It looks like—"

Before she could finish, the brothers simultaneously covered the girl’s eyes while also shutting down the computer screen.

"Brother, why are you covering my eyes?"

"Nothing, nothing, it’s getting dark, time to sleep..."

"Oh, it’s dark, should I be going home now?" - the little girl who had been playfully occupied finally remembered that she had a home.

Noah and Ethan exchanged looks with troubled expressions.

"Sister, it’s too dark outside, and there are bad people, why don’t you just stay over tonight?" Noah began to wheedle.

"I can ask my dad to pick me up, my dad is very brave, he isn’t afraid of bad people," Hope praised her dad with her sweet, girlish tone.

Ethan said, "It’s too far, your dad won’t be able to find it."

"Nonsense, my dad’s car has a navigation system, he can find anywhere."

Hope was not fooled by anything.

Suddenly, the brothers found themselves out of tricks.

Hope was getting sleepy and began rubbing her eyes; and as she rubbed, she started crying, "I want Daddy... I want to go home, sob sob... my eyelids are fighting..."

"Sister, stop crying."

"Sister, how about Brother shows you a magic trick?"

"Really, look quickly, brother knows magic!"

Hope abruptly stopped crying, staring with her tear-filled eyes at him.

Ethan was stumped; he had no idea how to perform magic...

Noah gave him a wink: "Hurry up! Where’s the magic? If you tell lies, you’ll turn into Pinocchio with a long ugly nose!"

Ethan was frantically scratching his head, when suddenly, inspired, he pulled at his eyelids and stuck out his tongue, making a funny face at them.

"Wow—" the little girl, just ceasing her tears, was suddenly scared into a loud wail, even louder than before.

Noah rolled his eyes in exasperation and kicked his brother, "Go away! So clumsy!"

Just as the sister was crying earth-shatteringly and the brothers were at a loss, the room door suddenly opened and a circus clown burst in.

"Look! Clown brother!"

Hope also saw him, once again stopping her crying, her big eyes staring blankly at the clown.

The clown brother danced, twirled, blew balloons, and even mimicked a cat’s call...

For half an hour, the extremely tired little girl finally fell asleep in Noah’s arms.

Kane, exhausted, removed his colorful wig and red nose, and slumped to the floor.

"Thank goodness I came prepared, otherwise tonight would have been a disaster," Kane sat sprawled on the floor, feeling relieved.

Noah gently laid his sister on the bed, took off her shoes, and covered her with a blanket.

The sleeping sister, with her chubby cheeks, curly eyelashes, and rosy lips, looked as adorable as an angel.

Ethan ran over to where Kane was, picked up the wig, and put it on his head, dancing joyously.

"Shh!" Noah suddenly turned back and hushed him, his face serious, "Be careful not to wake up our sister!"

Ethan immediately fell silent and tiptoed out of the room to have fun outside.

"The helicopter is all set up, and tomorrow morning, we’ll fly directly to Macau, then transfer to Zurich. Kid, have you thought it through? Are you going to leave your mom here?"

Kane, backed by the European Royalty, had managed to smoothly arrange for a helicopter after a day’s effort, which would pick them up tomorrow.

With an envoy accompanying them, they could bypass the numerous checkpoints and fly directly to Macau.

Noah pressed his lips tightly together and stared at his sister for a moment before nodding firmly.

"Mom’s greatest wish is to reunite with my sister, and I must help her fulfill it."

"OK!" Kane got up from the ground and waved his hand. "Then, get some rest early, as we’re leaving tomorrow!"

"Okay!"

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Amelia Garcia went back to her bedroom and deleted everything related to her children from her phone.

Luckily, she had the habit of uploading to the cloud; otherwise, she would have been heartbroken if so many photos and videos had been wiped clean.

After ensuring no traces were left on her cell phone, she locked her bedroom door and prepared to sleep.

But with matters weighing on her mind and a change of location, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

She didn’t know how much time had passed when she suddenly heard the sound of the door lock turning, and her heart raced, her ears perked up.

The door slowly opened, letting in a faint light.

She kept her eyes closed, pretending to be asleep.

This was his territory; she didn’t expect a simple door lock would keep him out.

But sneaking in in the dead of night—what was he planning to do?

Could it be that he wasn’t satisfied with this afternoon’s show of force and wanted a midnight attack?

At that thought, Amelia felt her heart might leap out of her throat.

However, she waited a long time without hearing any stirring.

It seemed the footsteps had stopped by the bed.

Even with her eyes closed, she could feel the two strong, keen, and undeniable gazes locked on her in the darkness.

Her heart was still racing, and her body was tense under the covers.

But after a while, the light shifted, followed by the footsteps moving away, and then the sound of the door closing.

She was terrified, her eyes wide open as she looked around the dim, empty room, not understanding his intentions.

Outside in the hallway, Christopher Hart closed the door and stood by the railing, his expression troubled and annoyed.

The afternoon’s accidental discharge felt like unfinished business, always floating halfway in the air, occasionally rushing through his mind.

It inexplicably drove him into this woman’s room.

Yet, seeing her asleep, he lacked the courage to climb into her bed.

Still feeling agitated, he took a few deep breaths and walked away.

Never mind, as long as she was Amelia Garcia, there would be more opportunities in the future.

He would make up for the missing four years one by one!

As for Amelia, frightened into a cold sweat by this scare, her night was completely sleepless.

Just before dawn, she yielded to exhaustion and fell asleep, but not for long before she had a dream.

In the dream, the three children were playing happily together, shouting "Mommy" as they ran towards her.

She was overjoyed, opening her arms to the children, but suddenly her arms were empty, holding nothing!

She was terrified and looked around hastily, gasping in fright!

Then, gasping for air!

By the bed, Christopher Hart, who had come in at some point, sat in a chair, quietly staring at her with that deathly gaze.