"Oh right, Mummy, I have something interesting to show you. Today, at school, our teacher showed us a video, saying that it is trending online." Frank said, trying to cheer up his mother. "Mummy, lend me your phone.
"What's going on?" Claire has this nagging feeling that something's not right.
Frank reached out his small hand, and Claire automatically gave her phone. While skillfully flipping through his mother's call records, he memorized the last two phone numbers. Ignoring her son, Claire was busy showering her daughter with kisses.
"Mummy, look! This is the video." Frank found the video of himself and his sister that was secretly filmed on the plane. Claire watched the video and her small face instantly paled.
"This is too much! Who uploaded this video? Without my permission, they uploaded my children's video online! I will sue them!" Claire fired the words angrily. Looking at the video, Claire did like the adorable faces of her treasures, however, she came back to the country not wanting to expose them. She wanted to hide their existence and raise them properly. Now that the video was uploaded and went viral, how could she not be angry?
She watched the video intently. It was two-minutes long and only the children were captured. She heaved a long sigh of relief. As long as her face was not seen, this video will not attract the Scott Family's attention.
"Mummy, you're angry?" At such a young age, Emma already knows how to distinguish other people's expressions.
"Of course, Mummy is angry. Mummy doesn't want you to be exposed to media at such a young age."
Frank put on an indifferent expression. "Mummy, wouldn't it be better if we become famous? If someone asks us to do an advertisement, we will be able earn money to give you."
"Frank Scott…" Claire pretended to be angry as she seriously said, "How old are you two? You're only four. How could I let you earn money to raise me?"
"Mummy, as long as you're thick-skinned, it doesn't matter!" Emma giggled while covering her little mouth.
"You…" Claire rubbed her head in exasperation. Although these two are still young, their heads are full of ideas. Of course, her little children have high IQ, but how could she let her children earn money in her stead.
Speaking of money, she remembered the fact that she just lost her job, her mood immediately sank.
"Alright, you wash your hands. Grandaunt will prepare the food shortly."
Claire led the twins to the sink and helped them wash their hands. After drying their hands, she reminded them in a serious tone, "In the future, if anyone tries to take your photos. You have to refuse them. Do you two understand?"
"Yes, Mummy, I understand." Frank replied.
"How about you?" Claire asked facing Emma.
"I'll remember it, too!"
The two little fellows answered obediently. "Mummy seems to be in a bad mood. It's best not to make her angrier," they thought.
After they have eaten, Claire sat down in an internet café and submitted numerous resumés. Late afternoon, she received an interview call.
On the other hand, after the twins have eaten, they went back to their kindergarten. While their grandaunt Sophia was still eating, Frank sneakily grabbed her phone and made a call.
"Brother, who are you calling?"
"Shh... don't be noisy." Frank whispered as the call connected.
A woman answered, "Good day! This is Wenna of One Thought. How may I help you?"
Frank instantly displayed his acting abilities, "Elder sister, hello. I am Claire Scott's younger brother. I just want to ask, did she succeed today's interview?"
"Claire Scott?"
"Elder sister, I'm begging you. My sister came back and cried until her eyes were swollen, Can you tell me the truth?" Channeling his inner acting abilities, Frank made his voice sound tender and sweet, making the other party unable to refuse his wishes and told him the truth.
"I understand. Thank you, elder sister. Goodbye."
Frank hung up the phone, his small face looking a little depressed.