Five-Year Old Prophet is Pampered by Ten Brothers

The corners of Quinn's mouth twitched. "Of course. Even when you want to beat a dog, you have to look at its owner."

Ben was speechless.

That wasn't the way to say it!

As expected, Lauren spoke the next second. "You mean, I'm a dog?"

Quinn retorted without showing any signs of weakness, "You were the one who assumed that, I didn't say anything."

Lauren said, "Hmph! I'm not going to argue with you."

They had just worked together to solve an external problem, and yet an internal argument started again.

"Alright, both of you. Quinn, why did I call you here today?"

"I'm not going to apologize to her!"

Just as the two brothers were arguing, Lauren's expression suddenly changed. She put down the drumstick in her hand and ran out. She was so fast that the other people at the table could not react in time.

By the time they realized that Lauren had run out, she had already disappeared into the crowd.

Franklin was the fastest and immediately ran out. Ben and Quinn followed closely behind. "Why did she disappear?"

Lauren wiped the sweat from her forehead.

The noon sun shone directly on Lauren, and she felt as if smoke was coming out from the top of her head.

"Little girl, why are you here alone? Where are your parents?"

Just as Lauren was looking left and right, a pair of elderly folk walked over and patted her on the shoulder.

"Hello, I'm..."

"Lauren!"

A voice filled with nervousness and anger could be heard. Lauren turned around and saw Franklin walking quickly through the crowd towards her.

"Why are you running around alone?! What if you get kidnapped by someone else?!"

As if afraid that Lauren would run around again, Franklin held onto her hand.

Perhaps it was because of the hot weather, Lauren could feel that Franklin's palm was a little damp.

"So it's your child. You have to take good care of her. There are so many people at this amusement park. It'll be hard to find her if she gets lost!" The old lady said to Franklin with a kind smile.

"Yes, I'll take note of it." Franklin politely thanked the two elders.

"This little girl is so cute!" Before they left, the two elders even praised Lauren and pinched her cheeks.

"Thank you!" Lauren returned to her innocent appearance and sweetly thanked the two elders.

Looking at the silver-haired old lady, Lauren suddenly thought of her grandmother.

Mr. Hayes said that her grandmother had gone to the temple to pray.

She wondered if her grandmother was as kind and gentle as the old lady she had just met.

Franklin sent a message to Ben and Quinn, who had split up to look for Lauren. The few of them gathered at the fried chicken shop again.

After being criticized by them, Lauren pouted. "I just saw a person selling cotton candy and I really wanted to eat it, so I chased after him."

Quinn, whose forehead was still sweating, did not hide his frustration. "All you care about is eating! You haven't inherited any of the Torres family's outstanding genes."

Lauren was still immersed in what had just happened. Facing Quinn's provocation, she could not be bothered to pay attention to it.

The mobile phone on the table rang a with cheerful ringtone. Quinn picked up the phone.

The person on the other end was Pauline Walker, his manager in the US.

Though Quinn had been developing overseas, he was also famous in America because of photos circulating in social media. His tall figure and charming appearance made him well-known among Americans.

However, he did not have any practical works in the US. This time, he had returned to be closer to his family, and also to take this opportunity to enter the domestic entertainment market.

His looks were definitely decent, and his acting skills were also very good. He could even sing and dance.

The identity of the Torres family's second young master had always protected him, but yet at the same time tied him down. 

He wanted others to remember him because of his ability, not because of his family background or his appearance.

Therefore, after returning to the US, he immediately contacted his agency and asked them to arrange a job for him.

"Pauline?"

"What kind of advertisement?"

"Alright, I'll go over and take a look now." After saying a few words, Quinn hung up the phone.

"Franklin, I have a job that I need to take a look at. I'll be leaving first." Quinn slipped away faster than a cheetah.

"Mr. Carson, let's go back to the Villa too!"

"You're not going back to the Torres family with me?" Franklin asked in surprise.

He had already done so much, yet Lauren still refused to budge. The President of Torres Corporation was shocked.

"Why would I go back? You don't welcome me."

"Whether you're welcome or not, the Torres family is your home."