Scum Daddy Dreams Of Stealing My Mommy! Chapter 51 I want to ask for your help to steal my sister aw

In the man’s perspective, she was like a little white bunny hopping up and down in his arms, stirring his blood to a boil.

She was bouncing too much, dazzling him, and he only wanted to swallow her whole.

With a slight furrow in his brow, he held his phone steady in one hand and reached around her waist with the other...

Alia jumped up, imdiately lost her balance, and fell right into his arms—tragically, her mouth slamd right into the corner of his lips.

Shaw gasped, her whole body twitching like a groundhog.

This... was too much like a soap opera, wasn’t it? Blood everywhere!

Alia’s face and ears flushed red, and she was burning with rage. Without giving the man a mont to savor the "kiss," she pushed him away and slapped him across the face.

With a smack, the air in the living room grew tense, and both of them were stunned.

Panting with fury, Alia glared fearlessly.

Christopher looked at her, quite surprised.

However, it was just for a mont; he quickly recovered, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and put down the phone.

"Since the slap has already landed, not centing it would be too much of a loss." Saying so, he tapped the "post" button.

"No!" Alia lunged to snatch the phone but it was already too late.

He annoyingly shook the phone, adding fuel to the fire, "The storm... should be even more fierce, right?"

...

"You—now, imdiately, right this mont... get out." She turned away, not wanting to see the man’s face, and pointed towards the door.

Christopher watched her angry silhouette, about to say sothing comforting when his phone rang in his pocket.

Looking at it, he saw it was a call from ho.

No need to think to know what it was about.

He walked a few steps away, his face grim, and answered, "Hello..."

"Christopher, there must be a limit to your recklessness! What did you post online? Remove it imdiately!"

The voice on the phone was Emma Carter.

She was quite well-inford; she knew about the post her son had just made.

"It’s not recklessness; I considered it carefully."

Facing an elder, Christopher’s attitude was still firm, clearly resolved.

Suddenly, George Hart’s voice roared on the other end, "You irresponsible fool! Do you know how many people are watching this? How many are waiting to see the Hart Family embarrass themselves? You’re thirty, not three! Do you ever consider the consequences?"

Christopher’s lips pressed tight, silent.

He was well aware of the consequences of his actions.

But precisely because he was already thirty with not many years to squander, he wanted to live according to his own wishes, not be morally kidnapped.

Seeing his son’s silence, George knew there was still so rationality in him, and imdiately continued persuading, "I know Lily Garcia isn’t worthy of you, but isn’t this a necessary evil?"

"She saved Wendy, paid such a big price, all to marry you! You can’t be ungrateful! Otherwise, the entire Hart Family’s reputation will be ruined!"

"Your Grandpa trusted you so much, among all the younger family mbers, he only doted on you, handing over the company managent to you at such a young age, and this is your attitude?"

"Do you know how much this issue could impact the company if it escalates?"

"Now is the era of information, public opinion can crush people! You can’t, for personal desires, ignore the entire family and company!"

"And even if you do like that woman, as long as you don’t go overboard and keep it from the public eye, who could manage you? But you indiscriminately announce it online; do you think this is a heroic act?"

"I’ll tell you! Utterly foolish! Others will determine she is a mistress! ddling in your relationship with Lily, even forcing you to act dishonorably, she will be further maligned as a Fox Spirit!"

George Hart said so much, Christopher was unaffected.

But the last sentence rippled through his heart.

Turning to look at the woman, he saw her standing on the balcony, frowning and on the phone, seemingly talking with soone, appearing very agitated and distressed.

"Are you even listening to ? You unfilial son! Really want to infuriate us to death?"

His father’s scolding continued, he withdrew his gaze, his face cold and indifferent, he murmured lowly, "I understand."

He hung up the phone, hesitated for a mont, and then logged onto his social dia.

The next second, he was shocked to discover—he had been hacked!

On the balcony, Alia hung up the phone, turned around, and her gaze lifted to et the man’s astonished and stiff expression.

Christopher Hart glanced at her phone and suddenly realized sothing, recalling the recent incident where Lily Garcia’s account had been hacked!

"You had soone do this?"

Alia Garcia walked back to the couch and sat down, coldly dropping the comnt, "I don’t know what you’re talking about."

The man burst out laughing in frustration, "I really underestimated you."

"Shaw, show the guest out!"

"Oh, sure!" Having been a re spectator the whole ti, Shaw stepped forward with a smile, "Mr. Hart, please, this way."

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Kane took the kids to the amusent park.

After instructing the brothers not to run around, he sat down on the ground and pulled out his laptop to continue his hacking.

Receiving a call from Alia Garcia, he promptly blew up Christopher Hart’s social dia account.

The feeling of openly sabotaging a rival was indeed quite satisfying.

Noah, sweaty from playing, ran back and, excited, high-fived him, asking in English, "Uncle Kane, what are you happy about?"

Kane smiled and, without answering, beckoned, "Co, Uncle will teach you a new skill!"

"Sure!"

Noah, naturally interested in computers, imdiately sat down to learn.

Before long, he had learned how to find security flaws and hack into other people’s accounts.

"You really are a genius!" Kane exclaid in amazent, ruffling the back of Noah’s head.

"Uncle Kane, I have a favor to ask."

It turned out Noah had co to him with a request.

Kane, without even turning away from his hacking, asked, "What is it?"

"Well... I want you to help take away my sister."

"What?" Kane was shocked, turning to look at him, "Your sister?"

Noah, "Yes, my sister. I’ve found out who she is, and mom has t her several tis, but sadly my sister doesn’t know that I’m her brother, nor does she know that mom is her mother."

Noah, "And mom doesn’t know that I’ve t my sister either."

"Hold on, hold on!" Kane raised both hands, confused, "Slow down... you’ve t your sister, but your mom doesn’t know?"

"Yep."

"Tell clearly what’s going on."

Noah nodded, counting on his fingers, and detailed everything that had happened since returning to the country, sparing no detail.

Kane was astounded after hearing it!

"You’re fantastic!"

Imagining his rival being outsmarted by his own son, Kane laughed heartily and ruffled Noah’s head again.

"Good thing you’re not my son, or you would’ve driven crazy."

"Oh, that’s not right... I’d actually like you to be my son, it’s just your mom... she hasn’t agreed to my advances yet." Kane pouted, visibly distressed.

Noah said, "If you can help sneak out my sister, I’ll help you get together with my mom."

Kane’s smile froze, he stared at the young boy, torn between doubt and a creeping, eager joy.

"Do you really... not want to acknowledge that man?"

"A scumbag father, what’s there to acknowledge? Moreover, his family is no good, mom won’t be happy or fortunate with him."

Kane had long been infatuated with Alia Garcia, always trying to please the brothers and curry favor.

Now, Noah was asking for his help, even suggesting he’d play matchmaker later on...

Ha, it’s as if heaven’s helping !

He couldn’t find a reason to refuse.

"Ok! I agree! What’s your plan?"

Noah scrambled up, leaned in close to his ear, and began to whisper.