Chapter 82 Installing The Cameras (Part One)

On the other side of the country, in BH City, an apartment window visibly had all its lights on in a high-rise building.

Upon opening the door, Carla was welcomed by the sight of poor little Sean slurping some instant noodles from a cup.

Sean heard the door open and reflexively turned to the entrance. Knowing it was just Carla, he shot her a beaming glance and shifted his eyes back on the cup of noodles without even saying anything.

"Oh, Sean. I'm so sorry! I'm truly sorry! Please forgive me!" Carla rushed to his side and quickly wrapped her arms around him, hugging him so tight that it made it hard for him to breathe. With guilt written all over her face, she whispered to Sean, "How could I forget to cook dinner for you?! I'm such a bad sister. With all of my heart, I sincerely apologize. Would you forgive me, Sean?"

Sean sniffed, giving her a cold stare, then he murmured with a hint of anger in his voice, "You're such a terrible sister for leaving your only brother home alone to eat these unhealthy instant noodles! Where have you been? How could you leave your poor little brother behind and have dinner somewhere else without me? If dad and mom were still alive, you surely would've earned yourself a spanking!"

Carla couldn't help but look at Sean with a slightly rueful grin as she thought to herself, 'Yeah, I dined out alright. One hell of a dinner that almost caused me a fortune!'

But she decided it would be best to hide it from Sean because he'd probably resent her even more if he finds out.

"Sean, I'm so sorry I forgot. I knew you haven't eaten yet, so I brought home some food for you! See?" Carla brought out the take-outs and placed them in front of Sean as she spoke and try to appease his anger. She then planted an apologetic kiss on his cheek.

Sean might have been upset that Carla forgot to prepare food for him, but what can he do? He's just a kid. There was no way he'd ever hold a grudge over something like that. So, as he watched Carla take out all the delicious food she had brought back, his eyes began widening and he rubbed his hands in glee, so ready to have a feast for himself. It looked like he had already forgotten how upset he was just a minute ago.

Because of her injured arm, Carla had to call her superior and ask for two days off from work. She wanted the wound to heal first before she came back to work again. After all, it would be much better that way.

For that re

night, Carla ordered some take-out from a nearby restaurant. When the two of them were done having dinner, she wasn't able to wash the dishes because of the injury on her arm. Before she could even ask, Sean had already volunteered to do it instead and quickly ran into the kitchen and began washing the dishes. After he was done doing the dishes, he brought out a clean towel and wiped the table clean.

Carla watched Sean do all of those things on his own. The thoughtful gesture made Carla feel so at ease that she couldn't help but smile at him. Just moments after, Carla smelled her hair and realized it had accumulated a lot of dirt that she couldn't hold the thought of taking a shower.

The doctor had advised her not to take showers until the wound got better, so, for that reason, it had been two days since the last time she had taken a bath. She headed straight toward the bathroom, but the moment her hand got in contact with tap water, she thought she shouldn't go against the doctor's orders if she wanted the wound to heal up faster. After a few seconds of hesitating, she finally gave up. Opting to just wipe herself with a damp towel to clean up, she went back to bed, ready to doze off.

Inside her bedroom, Carla put on an oversized pajamas while humming a tune. Later, she stretched out her arms the best she could and leaped onto her bed, wriggling, tossing and turning around the quilt until she found the perfect position to sleep in.

This poor little carefree sleepyhead didn't have a single clue that

every little thing she did, and even the tiniest move she made was caught under surveillance.