In the room, Ivana Bennett frowned as she read that text message, then turned her head to glance at the sleeping Pet, her brows tightening even more.
No matter what the sender's purpose was, she hadn't said anything wrong. The fact that she could take Pet away meant that other people could do the same.
Raising her gaze from Pet, she looked at her two sons, her eyes dark and deep.
"Jue, Jue, go put your ankle monitors on."
Phoebe patted the two boys on the shoulders. "Go on."
The two boys, already very sensible, got up and went into the bedroom to put on their ankle monitors.
Phoebe walked over, squatted down beside Pet, took that colorful shell out of his pocket, and placed it by her pillow.
"I've heard the sailors say that anyone who owns this kind of rainbow shell is a very lucky person. She'll be fine."
Ivana Bennett took a deep breath and gave him a small smile.
"Phoebe, this time, I really have to thank you."
Phoebe shrugged.
