Five-Year Old Prophet is Pampered by Ten Brothers

Lauren felt even more aggrieved. She was not the one who took the initiative to speak to him!

They were clearly the ones who had done wrong, so why couldn’t she be angry?

Lauren looked at Franklin, she raised her head and pouted her lips.

“You always say that I’m making a scene, but I am not making a scene! What you said about making a scene is unreasonable, but I have a reason to be angry! Since all of you think that I’m a jinx and that I’ve brought misfortune to the Torres family, then why can’t I just leave?”

Lauren initially wanted to say these words in a cool manner, but when she thought of the scene in front of the study room yesterday, the more she spoke, the sadder she became. Her nose twitched again.

“Don’t come looking for me, or else you’ll say that I’ve brought misfortune to you again!” After saying this, Lauren jumped down from her chair and sat at another table.

Ben came over with a few bottles of water. Looking at the two of them, he knew that they hadn’t come to an agreement.

“Mr. Carson, let’s go!”

“Didn’t you say that we have to wait until six o’clock?” Ben stood between the two tables. He did not know which side he should lean on.

“We’re not waiting anymore! Hmph!” After saying that, she walked towards the parking lot.

Ben quickly put down the water bottles in his hands. While following Lauren, he turned around and spoke to Franklin.

“Master Franklin, don’t worry. If there’s anything, I’ll let you know in time.”

Franklin waved his hand gloomily as he watched Lauren leave without looking back. Her long hair swayed with her footsteps.

He still had to get Quinn, that brat, to apologize on his own.

After learning from Ben that Lauren was living well at the Dream Villa, he felt a little relieved and drove back to the Torres family.

Mr. Hayes was standing eagerly at the door. When he saw Franklin’s car appear in his line of sight, his eyes clearly lit up.

However, when he saw that Franklin was the only one getting out of the car, his smile disappeared. He didn’t even wait for Franklin before entering the door.

Franklin was speechless. He thought to himself, ‘Am I so unpopular?’

Franklin, who was annoyed by the recent happenings, could only vent his anger on the culprit, Quinn.

It wasn’t time for dinner yet. Quinn was lying on the sofa with his hands on the game controller, his hands moving nimbly. On the TV screen, little people were running around with swords, constantly killing their enemies.

Franklin had never liked his family members to play this kind of fighting and killing game. To him, it was a meaningless waste of time.

Quinn had been told off many times, so when he saw Franklin coming back, he quickly sat up straight. But his hands did not stop moving, he just said perfunctorily, “Franklin, why are you back so early today?”

Franklin sat beside Quinn, and the soft leather sofa sank slightly.

Quinn could clearly sense Franklin’s depressed mood, so he silently moved to the side.

“Franklin, I will succeed very soon. This is the last stage, so just let me finish, or it will all be for naught.”

Mr. Hayes poured a glass of water and handed it to Franklin.

“Yes, Master Franklin. Master Quinn has been playing this stage all afternoon. If he stops halfway, then it will really be for naught!”

Thus, under Franklin’s watchful gaze, Quinn played until the last part.

“Franklin, look at this little blue man, he is my last enemy. He has only 10% life left, and I am about to succeed!”

“Only 2% left!”

With a ‘pop’ sound, the screen went black.

Quinn was speechless.

Turning his head, he saw Franklin holding the television remote control. His thumb was still pressed on the red power button, and there was a rare smile on his face.

“Franklin!” Quinn wailed.

How could he forget that his brother was the most cunning person! He had to wait until the last step before turning off the game!

He looked up and saw that Mr. Hayes also had a smile on his face.

Quinn now knew that the two of them were working together to play prank on him!

“Go and apologize to Lauren tomorrow.”

When Quinn heard this, he almost jumped up from the sofa.

“Why should I apologize to that jinx?! I’m Master Quinn of the Torres family!”

“First of all, I’m Master Franklin of the Torres family. You have to go when I tell you to. Second, don’t ever mention the word ‘jinx’ again. How can you, an educated person, believe such nonsense?”

“How is this nonsense?! I’m not the first one to criticize her. It’s clearly Grandma!”

Quinn stubbornly tried to argue with Franklin, but Franklin stood up and ignored him.

“Don’t say so much. If you don’t apologize tomorrow, don’t come back.”

Mr. Hayes smiled and nodded. “Master Quinn, Master Franklin is right.”

Right? What right!

Quinn was defeated this round.