Chapter 1495 - 1497: Can Snowball Call Father on the Telephone?

Lucifer bent down to pick up William, kissing him on both cheeks, and William reciprocated by affectionately kissing Lucifer on both sides of his face.

"Uncle Lucifer, William’s fairy sister is back too!" That full pride and smugness radiated invisibly.

Lucifer looked up to see Sophie Sullivan holding a delicate little bun in her embrace.

So similar to Sophie Sullivan...

The little bun’s watery eyes blinked at him, seemingly curious about who he was.

Lucifer magically took out a fluffy kitten plush doll and presented it to Little Snowball, "Little Snowball, first meet, I’m Uncle Lucifer."

Sophie kissed Little Snowball, "This is the gift Uncle is giving to Little Snowball. Does Little Snowball not like it?"

Little Snowball hesitated for a while but eventually reached out to take it, softly thanking, "Thank you, Uncle."

"Good." Lucifer rubbed William’s head, "Miss Cecilia Branford, shall we head home first?"

"Alright, Little Snowball and William are tired too, let’s head home for a good rest first."

The group grandly returned to Onassis Old Castle.

Little Snowball’s bedroom, right next door to William’s bedroom, this bedroom which had been vacant for three years, finally welcomed its little master back.

The bedroom was designed personally by Sophie, turned into a dreamy pink world.

The butler led the servants, standing in formation, with each face beaming heartfelt smiles, "Welcome Miss Cecilia Branford, Little Miss Christina, Young Master Westlake home!"

The servants then shouted in unison again.

Little Snowball pursed her little mouth, looking indifferent.

William snuggled in Lucifer’s embrace, whispering in his ear, "Uncle Lucifer, the fairy sister is just like the bastard father."

"Hmm?"

William poked his own soft cheek with his index finger, "There is no expression here."

Lucifer laughed aloud, "You, you... shouldn’t say that about your sister, understand?"

Entering unfamiliar surroundings, Little Snowball resisted everything, her little mouth tightly pursed, holding the plush doll Lucifer had given her, without a sound.

Ignoring the enthusiastic greetings from the servants.

Sophie felt heartbroken, holding her while heading to the bedroom, inside the bath chamber, Sophie raised her little arm, gently washing it, "Little Snowball, can you tell Mommy why you’re not happy?"

"...Little Snowball misses Daddy."

To a child, leaving the parents she relies on, is indeed a cruel thing.

Yet... Little Snowball has already been away for three years, three years have been her maximum tolerance.

She also hoped to ease Little Snowball’s pain, but simultaneously understood that this process was inevitable.

"When Daddy has time later, he will come to see Little Snowball, so don’t be sad, okay?" Sophie dared not meet Little Snowball’s eyes, fearing she might realize this was just a lie.

After washing the foam off Little Snowball, Sophie helped her put on her pajamas, Little Snowball’s eyes were reddening, "Mommy... can Little Snowball call Daddy?"

"Little Snowball, be good, don’t cry, Mommy will sleep with you, okay?" Sophie held Little Snowball and left the bath chamber, "Don’t cry, don’t cry, Mommy is here, Mommy will always be with you and never leave you again."

Little Snowball sobbed, her eyes swollen from tears.

In the end, she’s a child, after crying for a while, she was exhausted and fell asleep.

Sophie compassionately caressed her tear-stained eyes, feeling as if her heart was being cut by a knife.