"I was your personal assistant when I replaced Jeremy yesterday, wasn’t I?" Kara's voice was hoarse. Her throat was hot. “That's a personal assistant. What we discuss is a servant. From the second I open my eyes to the second I close them, I want you to always be alert.” Kara tried to force a smile, but failed. The twins' cries had clouded her mind. It was impossible for her to dedicate all her time to Frank, while her children had to be entrusted to Susan 24 hours a day. “Do I have to serve you for the next three months? Don't you think it's too much?” “You mind? Then enjoy your three months as an unpaid stupid secretary.” Kara crossed her arms and gripped her elbows. Her style was exactly like Emily's when she dealt with Frank. Luckily, the man didn't notice. He was blinded by resentment towards his secretary. ‘Would the twins understand if I disappeared for three months? Soon they will go to school. They need a lot of preparation. But, if I don't agree to these conditions, ho
As soon as they saw Kara's new appearance, everyone's eyes widened. Previously, Kara wore a loose blouse. No one knew that she had the perfect body like a supermodel. Now, with a tight shirt and almost undone buttons, it wasn't just her curves that were visible. Her sexiness almost blinded everyone’s eyes. Even the female manager was amazed by her. The guards failed to control their gaze and Frank Harper involuntarily swallowed hard. “You think I can judge the prototype with you cover it like that? Put your hands down!” Kara lowered her head even deeper. Her cheeks and eyes were red. She knew that Frank intended to avenge yesterday's embarrassing incident. However, she did not expect that the man would have the heart to abuse her. Seeing Kara transformed into a statue, Frank furrowed his brows. It was hard to believe that Kara still had the guts to refute his words. "Why don’t you move? Do you want me to cut your salary?" Kara took a deep breath. Her tears were hanging on her ey
Kara's jaw throbbed angrily. Her hands were clenched into hatred. Frank Harper was indeed a Perverted Demon! "My job is a secretary, not a bed slave," she emphasized with teary eyes. "But you already agreed to be my servant. Did you forget?" Kara looked down and sighed. Her lips quivered in worry. ‘Taking care of my children is my obligation. But, should I surrender myself to this bad guy to fulfill it? Isn't there another way to earn money?’ “Stop testing me, Sir. I realize that your standards are far above mine. If you slept with me, what would people say and how would your fiancee react? You couldn’t possibly sacrifice your perfect image to teach me a lesson, right?” The curve of Frank's lips turned stiff. He didn't know that Kara could be that clever in finding a way out. "You don't mind having your salary cut?" “If I were willing to serve you tonight, would you do it? Are you ready to tarnish your perfect life?” Frank swallowed hard. His expression was tense. In his entir
Instead of wavering, Kara returned the sharp gaze. “You don't know anything about other's lives either, Sir. But you always judge. You never forgive their mistakes and always think they are no better than you.” “Then are you better than me?” Kara tried to shake her head, but her movements were limited. Her expression became colder and stiffer. "No. I never compare myself with anyone. What is important to me is to live life as best as possible. I don't care what other people think about me because the truth is only in my mind." "Bullshit! You even got angry when I called you a slut.” “That's because I can't stand your arbitrary attitude. Just because you are a great CEO, you feel free to bully your employees. Don’t you realize? No one really likes you, Sir. They only care about money and the benefits they can gain from your power.” Silence hung in the air. Kara looked at Frank with hatred, while Frank looked at Kara with anger. Both of their eyes were filled with tears, coated wi
“The bartender was assigned to put drugs into two glasses of drink. One is a sleeping drug, while the other is a stimulant." Frank's heart suddenly raced. He remembered that the girl he had slept with was lying in submission, just like someone who had been given sleeping pills, while he had turned into a vicious monster who had forgotten everything. He only cared about his libido which went crazy that night. ‘If the girl took sleeping pills, is she also a victim? That girl who resembles Kara or maybe ... Kara Martin herself?’ “Who paid him to frame me?” Frank asked with wide eyes. He subconsciously held his breath as he waited for an answer. “Your guess is wrong, Sir. Nobody meant to frame you. Both drugs are intended for other people.” Frank flinched. His mouth was wide open, but no sound came out. Confusion clogged his brain and throat. “The sleeping drug was given to a girl, while the stimulant was for her co-worker. However, the plan did not go smoothly. Her co-worker didn't
"Wow, Mommy is home!" Kara gasped. She quickly wiped her tears and turned towards the door. "Hello, Little Bee. Mommy didn't know you’re home." With joyful laughter, Louis and Emily hugged their mother. "What did Mommy think? Mommy should’ve heard us coming home." "If it's a criminal who came in, what will happen? Mommy could be in danger!" Kara cupped her children's cheek. Her head shook slightly. "Aren't we good people? Remember, good people are always protected by ...." "God!" the twins answered in unison. Their eyes sparkled brightly. "But there's no harm in being careful, Mommy. Next time, you don't daydream again, okay?" Emily stroked her mother's hair. Getting that much attention, Kara's smile broke into laughter. She nodded and kissed her daughter's chubby cheek. "Emily, I don't think Mommy was daydreaming. Mommy was suffering from pain!" Louis pointed at the compress on the floor. "Do you have a fever, Mommy?" Looking at Louis’ furrowed brows, Kara immediately shook
"Unfortunately, other children can also tell stories. Isn't there something more special that you can show?" Rowan Harper raised an eyebrow. "Louis is good at counting." "No, you're the smarter one, Emily." Before the twins argued, Rowan tested them with simple mathematical operations. Amazingly, the twins always answered quickly and precisely. Then, he tested their numeracy skills with more complicated cases. Again, the questions given seemed easy for them. "Last question. One of our subsidiaries plans to add computers. The research department needs 8, IT needs 5, marketing needs 3, and administration needs 2. But, the available budget is only enough to buy 16 high-end computers of the same type. What should we do?" Louis and Emily looked at each other. They didn't expect to encounter such a problem. "The total required is 18." "That's right, 2 units more than budgeted." Rowan Harper secretly smiled proudly. Such a small kids could already discuss things beyond their age? Tru
"Not really. I've only met Emily once. She accidentally .…” Frank stopped talking. He couldn't admit that he had been hit by a toddler. Rowan would definitely fire all the guards and replace them with a more "competent" team. “She accidentally saw me and whined for a hug. She seems to really admire me.” Frank shrugged as if it was no big deal to him. Rowan pressed his lips with his chin. After a faint nod, he muttered, "I gave them scholarships and plan to invite them as special guests at the inauguration ceremony. Their courage and determination are worthy of being passed on to other children." "Yes, I agree," Frank nodded slightly. "Do you like those kids?" Frank was pensive. Since his parents died, no one cared about his preferences for things. The grandfather didn't even know what his favorite color or food was. But now, the grandfather asked that? "I don't like children. They are noisy and spoiled. Too much trouble." "But you need at least one son to continue the company, t
Philip rushed in and grabbed Barbara's hand. Before he could say anything, Barbara was pushing again. After Briony came out, Barbara breathed a sigh of relief. “Philip .... Our child has been born.”Even though his head was nodding, Philip blinked in confusion. His mouth was agape, not knowing how to respond. "Yes ...," he sighed after a few moments. Briony's cries helped him regain his senses. "Wow," Philip blinked. He bent down, stroking his wife's hair with mixed feelings. "You're so great, Babe. You can give birth that fast." Barbara smiled proudly. "Our efforts weren't in vain, Phil. I was actually scared earlier. Briony's urge was very strong. But Louis and Emily forbade me to push. I tried to hold it in until finally, I gave in." Philip sighed in amazement and disbelief. Still looking stiff, he kissed Barbara's temple. "You're amazing, Babe. I'm glad you didn't encounter any major difficulties." Philip wiped the tears from her face. "I'm happy too. But where were you? I to
"Louis, Auntie is about to give birth!" Emily rose with a high arch of her eyebrows. "You’re right! We have to take her to the hospital!" Wasting no time, Louis grabbed Barbara's hand, pulling her to turn around. "Come on, Auntie. Let's go back to the car." However, Barbara shook her head. Her face was pale, her body tense. Her feet seemed to be glued to the earth. "What's wrong, Auntie?" "Call Philip," she muttered softly. "What?" "Call Philip!" The twins flinched. After one nod, they ran towards Philip. "Uncle Philip! Uncle Philip!" "Hey, where are you guys going?" Barbara exclaimed again. The twins braked. When they looked back, Barbara was waving. "Why did you leave me here alone?" Her voice was shrill. "You told us to call Uncle Philip!" Louis shook his head, not understanding. "Yeah, but don't leave me here." While limping, she inched closer to Louis and Emily. "One person calls him. One more person, hold me!" The twins blinked. Not because they didn't understand, b
"Hello, Orion," Emily whispered as the tiny baby in the box opened his eyes. Her hand reached out, trying to reach his chubby cheek. From the other side of the box, Louis also looked inside. "Hello, Oscar." "Louis?" Emily scolded with round eyes. "Why do you call him Oscar? This is our first meeting with him. Don't make a bad impression." Louis pursed his lips. "Okay, sorry. I'm used to it. Let me repeat." After clearing his throat, he looked down again. "Hello, Orion. It's me, Louis. I'm your cousin." Emily smiled slightly and nodded. "That's just right." After giving Louis thumbs up, she waved her hand downwards. "And I'm Emily. Nice to meet you, Orion." For a few moments, the two toddlers were busy observing Orion. Philip and Barbara were amused by their comments. "It turns out that Uncle Philip was right. Orion looks like both of his parents. His eyes are like Auntie's, while his nose and mouth are like Uncle's." "His chin also looks like Uncle’s, but his hair looks like
A nurse tried to calm Ava. However, the woman still shook her head, rejecting all the words directed at her. She was very weak. The pain seemed to knock out all the bones in her body. Her brain could no longer function normally. "No. I have no strength anymore. I can't continue." After taking a heavy breath, Jeremy bowed. The nurse had shifted. Jeremy had more freedom to stroke Ava's hair which was wet with sweat and her face which was flooded with tears. "Ava, can you hear me? Ava?" Their gazes finally met. Jeremy could see the desperation in those brown eyes. "I can't take it anymore, Jeremy. I can't. Let the doctor take it out. I can't take it anymore." Jeremy's chest felt like it had been torn apart. He almost choked with pain. Stroking Ava's shoulder, he shook his head. "No, I know you. You're not someone who never gives up, Ava. You can do it." "But I don't have the energy anymore, Jeremy." "There is. There definitely is." Jeremy grabbed Ava's shaking fingers. "This is f
"Look at this, Brandon." Louis placed a stack of photo paper on the table. Then, he showed them one by one to his friend. "This is a picture of Russell crying. This is a picture of him laughing. And this is a picture of Russell being angry." "Can babies get angry? Isn't he still too young to understand anything?" Brandon shook his head faintly. Louis shrugged. "I don't know about that. But when Russell sees something he doesn't like, his hands keep flapping and his mouth makes sounds ...." Louis imitated a baby's moan which made the librarian glance. "Russell also has sharp eyes, Brandon. If he feels annoyed by us, he will glare while furrowing his eyebrows." Emily touched the base of her eyebrows, checking to see if they were the same shape as Russell's eyebrows in the picture. Brandon smiled at Emily's expression. "I think he must be really cute when he's angry." "Yes!" Emily nodded quickly. "He's always cute, all the time. Louis, show him a picture of Russell in the shower."
"Oh, look at Russell, Louis. Isn't he very handsome? He's clean and smells good." Emily put her nose closer to Russell's face. When she managed to kiss that very soft cheek, she giggled holding back her laughter. She didn't want to disturb Kara who was sleeping in Frank's arms. "Yes, he is very handsome. He looks like me. Isn't that right, Grandma?" Louis raised his gaze towards the woman holding Russell. Susan smiled amusedly. "Yes, he looks like you. Only his nose is a little sharper." Louis' lips immediately pursed. His forefinger pointed at his own nose. "How sharp do you want Russell's nose to be? My nose is already very sharp." Susan chuckled at Louis' answer. "I’m just joking, Louis. It doesn't matter whose nose is sharper. What's important is that you're both healthy." Louis nodded in agreement. His hands then rose to touch the baby's feet. "Grandma, is Russell heavy?" Susan raised her eyebrows. "Do you want to carry him?" Louis glanced at Emily. "How about you try fir
"Hello, Good Boy," Kara held Russell carefully, as if the little creature was a very fragile pearl. Tears could not stop running down her face. After kissing the baby who was covered in a towel, Kara whispered again, "This is Mommy, Russell. I'm happy that I can finally hug you like this." While biting his lips, Frank also bowed. He stroked the tiny back then kissed his head. "And this is Daddy, Russell. Daddy is also happy that you are finally here." Still with a wide smile and red eyes, Frank looked at Kara gently. Before the pool of emotion dripped again, he quickly kissed her forehead. Kara closed her eyes accepting the warmth. "Thank you for giving birth to our son, Queen Bee," Frank whispered hoarsely. Kara smiled wider and nodded faintly. "Thank you for accompanying me here." "That's what I should have done a long time ago." Frank stroked her cheek before kissing her again. "Daddy, we want to see Russell too! Can we come closer?" Emily asked, jumping a little on the chai
Kara was sitting on the bed. Her head rested on the broad shoulder next to her. Closing her eyes, she tried to catch her breath."Is there any news from the Twins?" she asked quietly. Frank shook his head. His hands kept to massage Kara's fingers. "You don't need to worry about them, Queen Bee. They are independent and intelligent children. They will understand that you have to give birth soon. Let's celebrate their birthday after Russell is born, hmm?" After a short nod, Kara turned her head further. "Are you crying?" Frank's eyebrows pulled together. Moving his head away so that it would be easier to see her, he shook his head. "Why do you think I'm crying?" "Your voice is shaky, Frank." Pursing his lips, Frank took a deep breath. "I'm not crying." "Then why are your eyes red and watery?" Frank blinked firmly. "I'm not crying," he repeated with more emphasis. Still out of breath, Kara let out a laugh. Her head tilted slightly, waiting for his tears to fall. "Are you sure?"
"Hello, Brandon. Welcome to our event," Louis shook his classmate's hand. "Hello, Louis. Happy birthday. I hope you live a long and healthy life," the blonde boy said, occasionally glancing at Emily. "Thank you, Brandon. Did you come alone?" Brandon nodded. "Yes, my parents had to attend another event. So, only the driver took me here." After one blink, Brandon offered his hand to Emily. "Happy birthday too, Emily. You're so beautiful tonight." Emily shook Brandon's hand with a sweet smile. "Thanks, Brandon. You also look cool tonight. The jacket suits you." Brandon blushed. His lips twitched to suppress the excitement in his chest. "Thank you, Emily. I deliberately asked my mother to look for the best outfit. I want to look cool at this event." "Your mom has a good sense of fashion," Emily nodded before glancing to the side. "Louis, I think you should try a regular tie like Brandon. You're five years old. It's time for you to leave that bow tie behind. You should try somethin