"Isn't this a very beautiful sight, Rony? Our Frankie has finally found his true love." Wela leaned on her husband's shoulder. "Yes, very beautiful. You're not afraid that the title of best couple being taken by them, right?" Wela frowned. "Of course not. We're still number one. Let them be number two." Without warning, she kissed Rony's lips tenderly. Before they were eaten by desire, Jeremy cleared his throat. "Excuse me. How long will you be in the limousine? The twins are still waiting at the door." Kara raised her eyebrows. "They haven't entered the house yet?" She got off the limo quickly. As it turned out that the twins were not waiting, but chatting with a guest. When they saw Kara, they jumped up and down waving. "Mommy, look! Who's coming?" "Mrs. Bell?" Kara was stunned. It had been a long time since she saw her favorite commissioner. "Hello, Miss Martin. Nice to see you again." The woman smiled sadly. A second later, her gaze turned to the man behind Kara. "Frank .
"Because tomorrow is your birthday, Mommy and Daddy want to give you the most beautiful gifts." Louis and Emily opened their mouth widely. As their eyes met, the laughter escaped lightly. "What did Mommy and Daddy prepare for us?" Louis whispered enthusiastically. “Is it food or a toy or a beautiful dress? But why do we have to go to get it?” Emily shook her head quickly so her chubby cheeks wiggled cutely. “We want to make each of your greatest wishes come true,” Frank said, drawing attention again. The twins' eyebrows pressed closer to their foreheads. “What is it, Daddy?” “Let’s get ready and find out what it is.” Frank smiled mysteriously. “Okay, Daddy!” The twins rushed to their rooms. Their happiness was loud as they got ready. When they found a new car parked in front of the mansion, their jaws dropped. "Isn't that the fastest 4-seater car in the world?" Louis asked in a high-pitched voice. Frank smiled and ruffled his son's hair. “That's right, Buddy.” Still gawking
“Oh, the live broadcast of that grand wedding?” Kara pricked up her ears. Hugging herself, she prepared her heart. “I wonder why Frank Harper chose her. Frank is a perfect man, while she is ... way under par. Look, her appearance is so ordinary. Frank must be ashamed of her.” “Could it be that Frank proposed because of the twins? He had no choice? Or could it be that Frank is already captivated by her performance in bed? She is not beautiful, not rich, and not famous. What other value would she have if not that?" Kara subconsciously clenched her jaw. Her breathing turned heavy. Before her blood rose any higher, she continued walking. “What's wrong with the people here? Why do they like commenting on other people so much? Once again I hear someone insulting me, I will plug their mouths with their own words," she grumbled with furrowed eyebrows. However, after a few steps, she took a quick breath. ‘No! I can't be influenced. Today is our happy day. I can't let anyone else ruin it.
"Do you think Isabela is more suitable to be with Frank and be the mother of my children?" Kara sounded annoyed. "Oh, definitely not. She’s a failure. It's too risky to bring her into the Harper family. I'll find another woman much classier than you for my grandson." Kara laughed bitterly. Her head shook in disbelief. "What makes you hate me so much? Is it because I'm not as rich as you?" "You're not only poor, but you also don't have talent, a big name, or a future. What will our company become if you are Mrs. Harper? Instead of bringing Savior to the top, you will become a burden. Your existence is nothing more than the dirt on Harper and Savior's good names." "What if your assumption is wrong? What if I can prove that my contribution to the Savior is also useful? What if I can make Harper's name even more prominent?" Rowan snorted quickly. The insult was so thick in the vibrations of his laughter. "You are very narcissistic, apparently. Be careful, Miss Martin. People who they
"You know what? When Daddy was little, Grandpa Rowan also said that to Daddy." Frank smiled wryly."Then what did Daddy do?""Is that what makes Daddy always looks perfect?"The toddlers blinked, listening intently. Meanwhile, Frank shrugged briefly. "As you can see, Daddy always tries to fulfill his requests, making other people amazed. But after meeting Mommy, Daddy realized. There’s something more important than meeting other people's expectations of us.”"What is it, Daddy?" the twins asked in unison.“Becoming the best version of ourselves. Yes, we must adapt to the situation and maintain professionalism. But, remember! We must not become someone else."Louis and Emily's mouths rounded. Their eyes sparkled with amazement.“So, we have to stay true to ourselves while trying to be better?” Louis concluded, nodding slowly."But how?" Emily tilted her head.Frank smiled faintly. "There are many ways. You can study well, work hard to make your dreams come true. You can develop your ta
Louis and Emily pulled the ribbon so that the lid of the box lifted. As soon as they saw the ID cards with their faces printed on them, screams of joy echoed in the air. They jumped up and down and then ran around their parents. “We have ID cards! We have ID cards! We are already like great businessmen!” With light hearts, Frank and Kara took the twins to their adjoining rooms. When the doors opened, they were stunned. Their gray eyes twinkled like silver. “Is those big computers for me? And that big whiteboard? Those machines too? All these equipments are mine?” Louis noticed everything that was arranged in his work room. Meanwhile, Emily was still gaping without a word. Her eyes filled with tears as she scanned the walls filled with frames containing basic information about clothing and jewelry designs. "We're really lucky, Louis," she sighed thinly. “I really like this work space.” Frank and Kara felt emotional to see the twins' reactions. However, when they were about to res
The twins shrugged their shoulders. "We didn't say that. We’re just wondering why you’re scolding our Daddy. Is your child Frank Harper or Isabela?" Suddenly, Vincent moved from his position. Straightening his suit, he cleared his throat. "Sara, let's go home." Sara's eyes widened. "But ...." "I don't think there's anything more to discuss. The deal with the Harper family is over." Frank smiled crookedly. Again, the twins provide a solution to his problem. "Our lines of business are different, Mister Hall. But if there is a project we can work on together, let's talk again another time," Frank nodded politely. Vincent looked at Frank without emotion. After a moment of silence, he held out his hand. "Congratulations, Frank. You're still young. But I think you're much better at raising children." Sara sighed in disbelief. Before she could interrupt, Frank shook Vincent’s hand. "Are we officially at peace?" Emily asked in her sweet voice. Vincent shifted his gaze. The corners of
Emily smiled. "Thank you, Mr. Wilson." "Is Emily the only one who gets it?" Louis asked with slightly furrowed eyebrows. “Don't worry, Louis. Mister Wilson couldn't possibly forget you. Look! There are two boxes in here.” Emily handed Louis the bag she had opened. The little boy immediately peeked. Finding two boxes decorated with crown stickers, he chuckled. “Thank you, Mr. Wilson.” “That is special edition perfume from my company. I hope you like it," Ben explained, glancing at Kara and Frank who were standing near the twins. It was clear that the two people were alert. “Is it safe for children?” Emily asked, catching Ben's attention again. The man nodded quickly. “Yes, of course it's safe. It's a special perfume for kids. You can wear it to important events that you will often attend." “This is an important event. Can we wear it?” Louis asked vehemently. His eyes alternately focused on his mother and father. "Yes, Little Bee." "Woohoo!" While the two toddlers were busy unp
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