Three Treasures: Spoiled Wife Goes Wild-Chapter 1711: Sent to Riley Thompson

Listening to Cyrus’s completely accurate judgment, Charlotte’s face showed a gleam of surprise.

Then she reached out directly and pulled Cyrus into her embrace.

"Cyrus, are you really only five years old? How are you so smart?"

Sometimes, even Charlotte can’t help but marvel at the maturity and steadiness of her eldest son.

But in the next second, what Cyrus said made Charlotte waver in her thoughts.

He lifted his little face and squinted his eyes to speak:

"Actually, I have special abilities that allow me to predict the future, so I know what Dad and Mom want to do."

Looking at Cyrus speaking so seriously about such a funny thing, Charlotte couldn’t help but pinch his soft cheeks.

"Why are you also starting to say such ludicrous things?"

"Hank taught me all this." Cyrus looked calmly at Hank.

As soon as Hank heard this, he immediately reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and refuted: "Big brother, you’re too bad, stop slandering people here!"

Cyrus smiled without speaking.

Charlotte gazed at Cyrus’s cunning demeanor, thinking he was just like Justin cut from the same mold.

"That’s right, Mom indeed thinks so. Since this paparazzi can use videos to guide public opinion, I’ll just let him release the video publicly."

Charlotte cleared her throat to speak, "But I do have some ideas about contacting this paparazzi."

"That’s easy. Now that we already know who he is, investigating his address and contact details is no problem." Cyrus immediately echoed Charlotte’s words.

Seeing Cyrus calmly express such shocking words, Jack couldn’t help but step forward, reaching out to pat Cyrus on the shoulder.

"Big brother, you need to be a law-abiding citizen in the future."

With their big brother’s intelligence, it would be a disaster if he suddenly took some extreme path.

Upon hearing this, Cyrus cast a somewhat inexplicable look at Jack’s face.

"You guys don’t need to worry about this matter, Mom will handle it on her own."

Charlotte chuckled softly and finally set her gaze on the small desserts in front of her on the table, saying with a smile:

"Right now, what’s more important is, Mom wants to taste your culinary skills."

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"Why hasn’t there been any response? Could it be that they didn’t see the email I sent?"

In the corner of a café, there sat a man wearing a baseball cap.

His gaze fell on the computer desk in front of him, reviewing the emails he had sent, muttering inexplicably.

Actually, he had done this kind of blackmail with videos and photos he had secretly taken before.

It was because of the previous success that when he witnessed that scene in the hospital, he immediately got excited and quickly sent a threatening email to Charlotte, planning to score big.

But now there’s been no response from Charlotte’s side, making the paparazzo’s heart start to contemplate various scenarios.

"What if I send it to Riley then?"

The paparazzo watched the video on his computer repeatedly and finally came up with this idea.

Maybe he could sell the video to Riley at a high price, and what happens after that won’t be his concern.

While the paparazzo was happily planning in his mind, someone approached him.

The paparazzo instinctively assumed it was a server from the café, and was about to speak to refuse.