Billionaire's Sweeth

Chapter 8

"No. I just returned back from overseas. How can I offend anyone?" Felicity's mind was currently in a blank state.

"Really? Think about it again. Have you ever met someone?" Xipil felt that this matter was not purely an accident, and there must be a reason behind it.

Felicity held down her head and went through the things that happened after she returned back. Then, she widened her beautiful eyes, "Godmother, how does the boss of your headquarters look like? I did bite a person, but I don't know if he's your headquarters boss."

If she had offended anyone, it must be Christina and the man who supported Christina at Warner Family yesterday.

Very quickly, a photo of a magazine appeared in Felicity's sight.

"How could it be. It's really him..." She was really unlucky, and Felicity even wanted to die.

She was delighted with this job with a high salary, and this work was relatively free. If not for the attractive conditions, Felicity would definitely not have returned so easily.

At this moment, she really wanted to cry. Because of Christina, she had lost such an excellent job opportunity.

"Felicity..."

"Godmother, I'm going under. I seem to have really offended your company's boss." Felicity felt

extremely wronged, but she was also regretful.

Xipil sighed, "How could this happen? I worked really hard to get you a job opportunity like this."

"It's my fault. I screwed up. I'll look for another job. Thank you." Felicity felt as if she was struck by lightning, and she had taken a real hit.

It was not easy to find a satisfactory job in today's world.

Felicity returned home, dejectedly. Her aunt was not home, so she was alone in her bedroom and burst into tears.

At one point, she had thought that she was solid, but facing such unfair treatment, she would still feel sad and unbearable.

Just as Felicity was about to let out the grievances and dissatisfaction in her heart, the door opened, and a pair of cute children ran in with her aunt leading the way.

When she heard the laughter of her children, Felicity's body stiffened, and she anxiously looked for a tissue to wipe her tears.

However, she couldn't find tissues in her anxiety...

"Mummy, are you crying?" Just as Felicity was panicking, she turned around and saw two pairs of bright, black eyes staring at her from the door.

"Who bullied you? Is it a bad guy?" Abraham immediately walked over and asked with a worried look.

Felicity immediately turned around and used the back of her hand to randomly wipe the tears at the corner of her eyes, and then she forced a smile, "No one bullied me. I was just watching TV just now... Seeing that the female lead's life on television was so miserable, I couldn't help but cry

along with it!"

"Mummy, don't lie to me. Do you really think we are three—year—old children?"

"That's right. We are already four years old!" Arya curled her lips and followed up with a stern voice.

Sue stood at the door and looked at Felicity's red and swollen eyes while feeling heartache.

However, in front of these two little fellows, Sue didn't want to ask her about her situation, so she only comforted her softly, "Did something happen?"

"No, aunt!" Felicity was ashamed to reply.

If she knew that the two little fellows would come back so early, she would have gone to a deserted place to vent her anger.

"Mummy, don't cry, or I will feel heartache." Arya immediately ran over, hugged Felicity's thigh, again with her small face close, and said with childish voice.

"I do not cry! I just missed you two too much. Seeing you two now, Mummy is in a much better mood!" Felicity squatted down, hugged her daughter, and endured all the sadness and grievances.

"Oh, right, Mummy, I have something exciting to tell you. Today at school, the teacher took out his phone and showed it to us, saying that we are famous online." Abraham immediately wanted to say something to cheer his Mummy up.

Felicity was startled and implored, "What's going on?"

"Mummy, give me your phone!" Abraham reached out his small hand, and Felicity immediately gave the phone to him.

The little guy skillfully flipped through Felicity's call records. Having a powerful memory, he had a mind for the numbers he had seen before. At this moment, he naturally remembered the numbers from the last two calls.

Felicity was kissing her daughter's face, and she did not expect her son to already take her phone to do something.

"Mummy, look, this is the video!" Abraham quickly found the video of himself and his sister being secretly filmed on the plane. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Felicity took the phone and looked at it, and then her small face immediately turned utterly livid.

"Who uploaded this video? It's too much. Without my permission, they posted my children's video online. I am going to sue them."

Felicity was immediately angered. She looked at the cute little appearance of the pair of children in the video and felt that they were indeed likable.

However...

The reason she came back this time was original to hide these two children and raise them.

But now, their video had been uploaded to the internet. How could she not be angry?

She lowered her head to look at the contents of the video. It was only two minutes, and only the little guy’s faces could be seen. There was no sign of her at all.

She felt slightly more at ease. As long as she was not in this video, they wouldn't attract the attention of Warner Family for a while.

"Mummy, you're angry!" At such a young age, Arya had also learned how to observe people's expressions.

Felicity nodded, "Of course, how can I not be angry? Mummy does not wish for you to become famous at such a young age."

Abraham was okay with it, "Mummy, wouldn't it be better if we became famous? If someone asks us to do an advertisement, we will be able to earn money to give you..."

"Abraham..." Felicity immediately pretended to be angry and spoke with a serious expression, "You are so young and only four years old. How can I let you earn money to raise me?"

"Mummy, as long as you get cheeky, it doesn't matter." Arya secretly laughed while covering her small mouth.

"You two..." Felicity rubbed her forehead in anger. Although her children were still young, they had a lot of ideas.

Of course, this was sufficient proof that her child's IQ was high, but how could she have the face to use these two little fellows to earn money?

When it came to money, she thought of the fact that she had just lost her job, and her mood immediately sank.

"Alright, let's go wash our hands. Lunch will be ready soon."

Felicity led the two little fellows to wash their little hands in the washroom. At the same time, she reminded them in a severe tone, "In the future, if anyone takes photos of you, you have to remember to keep yourselves from being snapped. Got it?"

"I see, Mummy, I will not let anyone take photos of us!"

"What about you?" "I'll remember it too!"

The two little fellows immediately answered obediently. Their Mummy seemed to be in a bad mood, and it was best not to make her angry at this moment.

After Felicity finished her lunch, she submitted a lot of resumes online. In the afternoon, she received an interview call.

After lunch, the little guys had to go to kindergarten.

During Sue’s lunch break, Abraham took out her phone from the table and made a call.

"Brother, who are you calling?"

"Shh, don't talk!"

The call was connected, and a woman spoke on the other end of the line, "Hello, this is the personnel department of One Thought Building. What can I do for you?"

Abraham immediately displayed his talent in acting, "Elder sister, hello, I am Felicity's younger brother. Excuse me, did she succeed in today's interview?"

"Sister, I’m begging you. My sister came back and cried until her eyes were swollen. Can you tell me the truth? Please, big sister!" His tender voice, in addition to his acting talent, made him so sweet when talking to the other woman.

The woman, on the other end of the line, was confused by his words and told him the truth.

"l understand. Thank you, elder sister. Goodbye!" Abraham hung up the phone, and he was a little depressed.