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Triplets on Secret Mission

Chapter 531
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Chapter 531

And so, the triplets did exactly as Sean had described earlier. They held the kite string with their little hands and ran. After

running several times, they still could not fly the kite.

As soon as they stopped, the kite fell tremblingly like a withered leaf.

Traces of melancholy appeared on the triplets' little faces.

Seeing that, Molly also planned to try it and took Claudia’s kite. Molly pulled the thin line of the kite in one hand and held the

spinner in the other. Then, she trotted.

The kite began to float up like it was supposed to.

The triplets stared at Molly and were slightly excited. They thought, 'Is Mommy going to succeed?'

Sadly, the outcome was the same as the triplets when Molly stopped. The kite fell like a leaf.

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"Awww..." The triplets sighed.

Sure enough, Molly failed too.

Molly was also upset. She picked up the kite and walked back.

'Why is it so hard to fly a kite?' Molly thought.

Sean smiled while looking at the person who came back to him. He said, "The tutorial said you must pull the string like this."

Sean did not hesitate. He subconsciously reached out and grabbed Molly's palm. While he learned the movements in the tutorial,

he also taught Molly how to pull the kite string.

Molly was stunned for a moment, and her expression became unnatural. But, she did not break free.

Molly watched Sean's hand covering her fingers, and the palm of her hand was slightly getting hot. It was as if the other party

was carrying a subtle electric current, and it rushed to her body.

Their action was intimate, and their distance was somewhat ambiguous.

This scene was captured by Sawyer. His eyes glanced at them repeatedly, and he quickly painted the scene on his canvas.

After some moments of brainstorming and guidance from Tony, they were able to fly a kite.

The triplets were very happy. They ran around holding the kite and had a lot of fun. Their little faces had big and sweet smiles.

Brycen held a cup of hot tea in his hand. He could feel the warm sun while he leaned on his wheelchair. He closed his eyes and

enjoyed himself.

Brycen thought, 'Ah, it's been a while since I felt this comfortable.'

Others were also sitting aside, bathing in the warm sun until noon. Then, it was about time for lunch.

The triplets stopped after Molly called for them. They took their kites and ran back to the picnic location.

Sawyer's painting was also completed at that time.

The painting was of the beautiful scenery in front. The lines were smooth and delicate, and the layers of paint were clearly

visible.

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Sawyer also drew the triplets flying kites in the painting. Their expressions were energetic, and their joy was vividly displayed.

But, in the lower right corner of the painting, there was a scene of a man and a woman holding hands.

Although the whole body was not painted, through the color of the clothes, those who were present knew at a glance who these

two were.

The whole painting was well-structured with delightful colors, and the brushstrokes were not sloppy.

Grandpa Dave did not hesitate and praised Sawyer. He nodded and smiled as he said, "Not bad, Sawyer. You're really good at

painting, and it's a masterpiece."

Truly enough, Sawyer had a high artistic talent.

Brycen overheard it. He leaned over to look, just when he was about to admire it.

'Huh??' Brycen pondered.

"Why am I not in the painting?" Brycen looked at Sawyer with dissatisfaction.

Brycen thought, 'Even Grandpa was in the painting, but why was I left out? This is so mean!'

After Sawyer received his Grandpa's praise, he was full of joy. He smiled and replied, "I forgot."

Brycen was unhappy and shouted at Sawyer, "How could you forget about your own brother? You can't do this to me! To make

up for my injured little heart, you will have to draw a picture for me in the afternoon!"