Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker! Chapter 551: Lift Your Feet

Chapter 551: Lift Your Feet

Translator: Henyee Translations   Editor: Henyee Translations

As soon as they went downstairs, they saw Mr. Smith looking for them anxiously. Lucas had just called Mr. Smith and he had abandoned the afternoon tea that Mr. Smith had yet to enjoy and rushed over.

“Are you okay? What happened?” Mr. Smith looked at them nervously.

William paused for a moment and considered his words. “l got lost in the hospital just now…”

Mr. Smith was stunned. He looked at Lucas in disbelief. “Is that so…” Putting Emma and Harper aside, let’s talk about Lucas and William. Their combined IQ was more than three hundred. It was just a small hospital. How could it trap them?

Lucas was silent for a moment, then said, “We did get lost.”

Mr. Smith: “It’s fine, it’s fine. But why are you here? This place is not clean.

Don’t come again…” As he spoke, he reached out to take Amelia from Lucas’s arms. Unexpectedly, Lucas walked past him without any intention of letting go.

Mr. Smith: “???” What was going on? Didn’t Young Master Lucas hate his sister the most?

Before going back, William went to the corridor and picked up his backpack. Half of an iron pot was revealed, but he stuffed it back.

Mr. Smith was at a loss, but he remembered George’s instructions to not ask anything, so he silently went to drive.

Lucas took Amelia and the others home, Mrs. Walton came out at the sound and was stunned to see them dusty and dirty. “Are you sure you went to the library?”

Emma’s face might have been wiped, but her original skin was fair and clean. Now that it was dark, it must be that her face was dirty and she wanted to wipe it clean, but she didn’t. Harper was a little better, but his pants were dirty. William and Lucas, who had always been clean, looked similar to when they went out…

“Put your feet up!” Mrs. Walton said sternly.

William obediently raised his feet. As expected, the soles of his shoes were black. Finally, she looked at Amelia, who was standing obediently at the side with her hands and head lowered. She was very good and clean. It seemed that her brothers and sisters had cleaned her up together.

‘And Seven?’ asked Mrs Walton.

Amelia was stunned! They had tidied up in the car to prevent Mrs. Walton from seeing through it, but children were children after all. They thought they had tidiedt up, but in the end, it was full of holes, especially Seven. Who would have thought that Mrs. Walton would investigate a parrot?

Seven stuck his head out of the pet bag and cawed with the yellow talisman in his mouth. The pointy fur on its head was black. If one wasn’t familiar with it, they wouldn’t have thought that this pointy fur was originally tender yellow. Mrs. Walton sneered, scaring Seven so much that he quickly flapped his wings and flew upstairs! Scared the parrot to death! It was just going out to play, why did this old lady look like she wanted to kill it! If not for the yellow talisman in his mouth, Seven would definitely be nagging again.

Mrs. Walton crossed her arms. “Tell me, where did you go?”

Emma spoke quickly and said, “Grandma! We didn’t go anywhere. We just went to the library!’

Mrs. Walton sneered. “Are libraries so dirty these days?”

Emma seemed to be “talented” in lying. She said, “When we went to the library, we first read quietly, but a staff member who was tidying the books suddenly fell down the ladder. He cried and said what to do. I haven’t finished my work! We saw that he was pitiful, so we helped him tidy the bookshelves. There was dust on the bookshelves, so our faces were dirty…”

William and Lucas’ mouths twitched.

Mrs. Walton was also very speechless. Probably only Emma could lie so self-righteously. Looking at her expression, she still felt that her lie was flawless.

“Then why are the soles black too?” Mrs. Walton asked, following Emma’s lead. She wanted to see what other ridiculous lies Emma could come up with. Emma vowed, “Because some books are in the warehouse. The warehouse is so dirty. We went to the warehouse to move the books!”

Mrs. Walton was speechless. She could only comfort herself with the fact that the excuse made sense. At least it made sense.

“Everyone, stand as punishment!” Mrs. Walton shouted fiercely!

Amelia and the others instinctively stood at the door. Even Harper, who had a long reflex arc, stood there in a neat row.

Mrs. Walton snorted and glanced at Lucas. She was about to ask something when George returned..