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Natalie found their interaction amusing. Just as she was about to interject, Connor spoke first. “Of course, Mommy
is here to see me. I'm smarter, so I'll be able to help her. You, on the other hand, can't do anything well.”
Sharon was heartbroken when her brother talked to her in such a way. Her face puckered, and tears filled up her
eyes. “How could you say I'm dumb? I'm not dumb. I can help Mommy too. Isn't that true, Mommy?”
Natalie felt bad for the girl when she saw that she was about to cry. She pulled Sharon into her arms and wiped
away her tears. “Yes, Sharon. You're smart—very smart. Mommy can use your help too,” she coaxed.
“I knew it!” the girl cried out instantly. She cocked her head at Connor with a smug expression. “Mommy, he said I
was dumb. You should scold him.”
“I can't do that, Sharon,” Natalie replied, shaking her head. “I can't scold Connor because it's unfair to him. He will
be sad if I do that, but I can give him a talking to. After all, he did say something wrong.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWith that, she waved at Connor. “Come here.”
The boy went over with his head low. “I'm here, Mommy...”
Natalie freed one of her hands and stroked his hair. “Connor, you shouldn't say Sharon is dumb as this will make her
sad. In fact, it is not right to say that to anyone—whether they are kids or adults. It's rude to do so.”
Connor nodded. “Okay, Mommy. I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking clearly.”
“I know. I believe you're a kind person. You're smart, so sometimes you end up thinking highly of yourself. That's
why you say whatever comes to mind. It's not necessarily a bad thing, but it's just that you'll make your weaknesses
more obvious, and people might dislike you for that. Thus, you must always remember to be careful with your
words. Think things through before saying them out, then people won't be able to hold anything against you and
use it to your disadvantage. Understand?”
Connor chewed on her words for a while and said, “Yes, Mommy. Understood.”
“Great. Now, why don't you apologize to Sharon?” Natalie suggested, pulling the boy closer to his sister.
“I'm sorry, Sharon,” he admitted, looking at her.
“It's okay, Connor. I should apologize too. I shouldn't have asked Mommy to scold you. It's not right of me to ask for
that,” the girl replied.
“Good,” Natalie commented when she saw how obedient they were.
After that, she carried Connor to the bed. “Actually, you were right. I'm here to ask for your help.”
Here, Natalie turned toward Sharon to assure her so she would not feel jealous. “Don't worry, Sharon. I will ask for
your help when I need to beat up some bad guys. I know you're the best at kickboxing.”
Initially, Sharon felt neglected when she found out that Natalie had indeed come for Connor, but when she heard
what Natalie said, her mood became better.
She clapped her hands in excitement at her mother's suggestion. “Yes, Mommy. I'm a kickboxing pro. You must call
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmme when you meet bad guys. I'll make sure they run away!”
“I'm sure you'll be able to do that,” Connor answered, putting his hand on Sharon's shoulder.
With a chuckle, Natalie nodded. “All right, I need to talk to Connor now.”
“Sure, Mommy,” Sharon agreed before she looked at Connor. “You should help Mommy.”
“What is it about?” the boy asked.
Natalie got up and tucked them in bed as she talked. “Well, it's not a big deal actually. I just need you to find a
person—Hannah Hayes.”
“Hannah Hayes?” Connor repeated with a blink.
“Yes.”
“Roger that. I'll do that right—”
“It's not urgent,” Natalie interrupted, pressing him down. “You should sleep first. You can start your task after you
wake up tomorrow.”
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