A Cue For Love

Chapter 310

A Cue for Love chapter 310

Falling Into The Trap Set By The Twins

Natalie?

That Natalie again?

It wasn’t just Samuel who treated her differently. Even the picky twins cared about her?

Franklin leaped from the chair and left the dining room.

Yara was left alone, standing in the wide empty dining room. She tightened her clenched fist as she stared at the messy table.

How could there be such coincidence in this world?

The woman who died in the fire five years ago was called Natalie. Yet, this woman that Franklin spoke of was also Natalie.

It can’t be.

They can’t be the same person. That woman was already dead five years ago.

The current Natalie only has an average look with freckles sprinkled all over her cheeks. There were no similarities between her and the fair beauty in my memories.

Yara just couldn’t figure out.

An uneasy feeling rose within her like being caught in a large, sticky web. Her frown deepened the more she thought about it.

Sophia continued to cry in Kenneth’s arms for a long while.

She had discussed with Franklin earlier to act in front of Kenneth, but fear had engulfed her when she saw the evil look on Yara’s face as the latter raised her hand.

Sophia’s usually bright eyes were swollen from all the crying.

She gripped Kenneth’s shirt with trembling hands then looked up at him. “Great-grandpa, I’m scared.”

“It’s alright. Tell me. Why did she raise her hand against you?”

“Kitty is my best friend. It got hungry, so I-I fed it some shrimp.” Sophia couldn’t help the hiccup after sobbing earlier. “She was disgusted with Kitty and me. She thought we were dirty. So she got mad at us.”

“What’s Kitty?”

“It’s the kitten from your house.” Sophia explained somberly, “My teacher from school taught me that kittens are our best friends. We need to play well with them.”

Kenneth finally understood the whole incident after her explanation.

Kenneth wouldn’t comfort Franklin if he cried, but it was Sophia, and he couldn’t bear to see her shedding sad tears. The scale in his heart had already tipped toward Sophia when she started to sob uncontrollably.

He did favor Yara, but she wasn’t related to him.

Sophia, on the other hand, was his great-granddaughter.

She was his only precious granddaughter.

It was already seven in the evening when Sophia finally calmed down. The twins washed up, then turned on the cartoon in their room. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Kenneth summoned Yara to his study.

“Grandpa, listen to me.” Yara finally had the chance to explain, so she swiftly explained, “I helped to peel the shrimps for the twins to the extent of my nails all rolled up, but they simply fed it all to that dirty stray cat. I got mad then I-”

Kenneth cut her off before she could finish.

“That’s enough.”

“Grandpa, I-”

“Yara, I didn’t want to reprimand you. But you’re a mother. You were merely peeling the shells of the shrimps. And you’re complaining that it was hard work.” Kenneth paused, casting a death glare at Yara, before continuing, “I used to think you weren’t close to the twins because you didn’t get to spend much time with them. But it seemed that I was wrong.”

Yara was baffled by Kenneth’s words.

She presumed Kenneth would’ve at least listened to her explanation. It was beyond her expectation that he would side with the twins entirely. It surprised her and made her feel uneasy.

“I’m sorry, Grandpa. I-I admit my mistake. It was all my fault.” Yara covered her face with her hands as she started crying. “It had been so long since I got to spend time with them that I had forgotten how to get along with them.”

“If you realize your mistake, then take some time to reflect on yourself.” Kenneth gestured impatiently. “I’m tired today. You may leave now.”

Yara left the study unwillingly. Cruelty filled her eyes from the injustice and hatred she felt.

I will crave the trap that the twins dug for me earlier today in my memory. I will never forget it.

It was ten at night, and the twins were already sleeping soundly in their beds. Suddenly, a car’s exhaust sounded from outside the house.

Is it Samuel?

Yara’s cheeks blushed at the thought. She quickly put on a coat and ran down the stairs with light steps.