"Mommy, everything is fine, Mommy, don't panic. Sit down and have some water." Dodo and Michael were continuously comforting Victoria.
The scene was already in chaos.
They couldn't even bother to look at what happened to the paintings, they could only first settle their mom.
Dad had let them accompany mom here, precisely to prevent such unforeseen situations.
The babies were also uneasy before, and thus kept insisting to check carefully.
They made Victoria sit on a nearby sofa and poured her a glass of water to drink.
Victoria mechanically sipped the water handed over by her babies. After a while, her mind gradually regained clarity.
"How could this be?" She looked at Dodo, "Is this a dream? How is it possible? The painting... Is it just one that's like this or are they all like this?"
Dodo seemed very upset: "Mommy, all the pictures were replaced, all of them are blank."
Victoria's hand shook, almost knocking over the cup.
