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Chapter 1299
Ivy woke up still a bit groggy and had just traipsed downstairs barefoot
To her surprise, there was Molly in her yellow raincoat, which made Ivy squeal with delight
She ran over to Molly and said, “Wow, your raincoat is so cute, can mommy get me one too? Can Max have one
too? It’s still raining outside, and Max must be getting cabin fever!”
Molly looked down at her raincoat, it was just a plain old raincoat she grabbed from her dad’s box
It’s too chilly outside, you, Molly, and Max can’t go out to play Rosalynn gently patted her head, “Mommy and
Daddy have some things to do, can you show Molly around and help her pick a room?”
“Molly’s gonna live here?” Ivy asked, “Can Molly sleep with me?”
“That’s something you have to discuss with Molly. But Mommy thinks that even if you occasionally sleep together,
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtyou both need your own rooms and your own private space, right?”
“Uh–huh! vy obediently nodded.
Then she took Ivy’s hand and headed to the dining room “Molly, have you had breakfast yet? Laura is making
banana pancakes today; they’re really yummy. Let’s share!”
Molly had actually already had breakfast.
But she still sat across from Ivy and started eating with her.
Little Ivy was such a chatterbox.
Luckily, her voice was cute, and what she said to Molly was interesting, so Molly didn’t mind.
“Molly, have you met Cory yet?”
Molly nodded, “I’ve met him.”
“Cory’s really something, you know. I ranked 297th in the final exam, but Cory ranked first in our grade!”
Do you want to be number one?” Molly asked.
“No, I just like Cory!” Ivy’s serious face disappeared in a second, and she said proudly. “Cory is the most handsome
boy I’ve ever met. Paige Owens said it’s gonna be tough for me to find a boyfriend in the future because I’ll never
meet someone as good–looking as my big brother!”
Molly blinked, confused. Everyone around her seemed to tell her everything.
How could she talk about boyfriends at such a young age?
Her father also talked about boyfriends last night, but…
“Ivy, you should focus on studying; if you start dating early, I’m gonna chop that little boy’s legs off!”
“Cory looks exactly like you.” Molly said.
Ivy shook her head, “Molly, you don’t understand, but you’ll see with time that he and I are different.”
Molly thought for a moment, nodded, and then said, “I’ll also be number one in my grade.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIvy looked at her with admiration, “Really? You’re at the top of the third grade; Liam is at the top of the fourth
grade; and my brother is at the top of the first grade!”
Rosalynn watched from afar and saw Ivy and Molly seemingly get along surprisingly well.
Her anger from this morning had somewhat subsided.
Next, she had to find out who was the real culprit.
Wayne’s team and the police were reviewing surveillance footage from the areas surrounding the Orson and
Atticus homes before and after the incident.
Both families had their own surveillance equipment, but they were all turned off at the time of the crime.
After watching the surveillance footage several times, they still couldn’t find any suspicious clues.
Sean crossed his arms and stood in front of the monitor.
He frowned and said. “They couldn’t possibly have superpowers, could they? How could they appear and disappear
without a trace? They must have avoided the main streets with surveillance cameras. Have you found any usable
footage from private surveillance?*
“We’ve checked the few houses nearby with private surveillance. To avoid disputes among neighbors, their cameras
are all pointed at their own homes.”