"By the way, I heard crying from your mobile phone, what’s going on in the hotel lobby? Are there children who can’t find their daddy and mommy?" Jane Sampson casually asked.
"I’ll go take a look, there’s quite a crowd over there." Coco Edwards said as she headed towards the group of people with her mobile phone in hand.
After getting closer, Coco Edwards saw the two crying children and was taken aback, "Why do they look like the siblings adopted by Rachel Miller?"
After Coco Edwards spoke, she squeezed into the crowd without hanging up the phone and walked towards the two children, opening her mouth to ask, "Kids, are you two from the Miller Family?"
The two children lifted their teary eyes and looked at Coco Edwards, their gaze full of wariness.
"Sister, who are you?" The girl, a little older, was smarter and didn’t admit her identity, but instead asked about Coco Edwards’ identity.
"I consider myself a friend of Rachel Miller." Coco Edwards replied.
"Daddy has already left, Aunt Young says that daddy won’t co back anymore. He and Uncle Martin went to a very, very far place. I know daddy and Uncle Martin are both dead." Tommy the boy clung tightly to his sister’s sleeve.
"I know." Coco Edwards nodded, puzzled, "It’s almost twelve o’clock, why are you here?"
"We have no ho anymore." The little boy said and cried out loudly, "Our ho was occupied by bad people. They took advantage of Aunt Young’s absence and threw and my sister out of the house."
"Late at night, they just threw you two kids out of the house?" Upon hearing this, Coco Edwards’ temper flared instantly, and she voiced out: "Do these people have any humanity left?"
The young siblings, with the elder sister seemingly not even ten years old, and the younger brother even smaller.
To throw the young siblings out of the ho doorway late at night, are those relatives of the Miller Family so shaless and lacking in virtue?
"They called and my sister little bastards, saying we occupied the Miller Family’s stuff, that daddy’s stuff has nothing to do with us, and daddy’s house is also the Miller Family’s stuff, so my sister and I cannot live there." The little boy cried while speaking, "My sister and I wanted to stay in a hotel, but without daddy, the hotel wouldn’t let us stay."
"My brother and I asked a lot of hotels, none would let us stay. If we can’t stay in a hotel, my brother and I can only sleep on the street." The young girl finished speaking, and tears began to fall.
This ti, the young girl, a bit older, cried but only sobbed intermittently, unlike her brother who opened his mouth and wailed loudly. The sister cried more quietly, yet her silent tears made the adults nearby feel even more heartache.
Looking at how tired and exhausted the two children appeared, it’s likely they had walked a long way, asked many hotels, and ultimately all refused them at their doors because of their young age.
"Why don’t you go to the police station and report to the police officer?" Soone asked next to them.
The little boy, upon hearing this, cried even louder, "They’re bad people too, they help bad people, they don’t help and my sister."
Everyone was perceptive, upon hearing this they knew what was really going on.
It’s simply bullying two children who had no support.
"Then you guys can stay with tonight." Coco Edwards turned to Harry Little Money and asked, "How about you squeeze into bed with tonight? Or, should I open up a separate hotel room and sleep with these two children together?"
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