Turner shuddered. He bowed his head with two hands linked in front of his stomach. "Sorry, Sir." "Hurry up and get into the boat. Keep an eye on those kids. Until Frank Harper does what I say, then you can get away from them." Turner frowned under the shadow of his head. However, he did not dare complain. "Yes, Sir." With hasty steps, he got into the boat. Victor followed after sending the thugs away with two sentences. "Your payment has been transferred into your account. Take care of the distribution yourself." The faces of the thugs immediately lit up. They checked the account. Getting a large number, their cheers made the twins look back. "Oh, look. They're having fun after hurting Sean and his family," Louis grumbled with narrowed eyes. "I hope they get the reward they deserve. That way, they will realize that what they did was not right," Emily said before shifting her gaze towards Turner. "You too. Be careful. Something bigger than Victor Moore awaits you." "Could it be
"What don't we understand?" Louis sneered before glancing at his sister. "Emily, try to explain it to Mr. Moore so he doesn't look down on us again." Emily nodded then straightened her back. Her breath was filled with confidence. "Business is an organization carried out by individuals or groups by offering goods and services to make a profit. For example, Louis offers apartments to his customers, while I offer fashion products with high selling points." Victor tilted his head slightly. His eyes narrowed. However, before he had time to criticize, Emily continued. "Apart from that, I also provide services in the form of dress design. This year, I plan to collaborate with several wedding organizers in terms of providing wedding dresses and today, I was supposed to meet with two clients." "Me too! I was supposed to have a meeting with a client who was interested in investing in my new apartment. He wanted to see me present it. But since we're here," Louis narrowed his eyes at Victor,
Emily furrowed her brows. Her eyes occasionally glanced at Louis, indicating that her courage was starting to shrink. Louis caught the signal. "Don't believe what he said, Emily. Brainwashing only exists in movies. We can't possibly forget Mommy and Daddy." "Is that so?" Victor let out a sigh of laughter. "Shall we try it now?" A second later, he took his phone away from his ear. The twins could guess that their father had just exclaimed in a booming voice. "You shouldn't make our Daddy angry, Mr. Moore. Daddy is too great for you to fight," Louis tried to threaten, but the volume of his voice was too low, clogged with doubt. "Are you that sure that your father can save you?" Victor raised an eyebrow. Louis and Emily nodded in unison. "Daddy never breaks his promises. If Daddy says he will pick us up, Daddy will definitely come in a moment." "Let's see how great your father is, how much sacrifice he is willing to make to save his children." While the twins held their breath, V
"It worked, Louis," Emily whispered with a face radiating hope. "Yes, it's not in vain that Daddy taught us." Louis put the TV remote on the shelf. Then, from the edge of the bed, he started flying the drone. However, as soon as it came out of the balcony, the view captured by the camera shook violently. "Be careful, Louis." Louis sighed faintly. "We have to stay out of the wind." He looked serious with his PS stick. After a while, they managed to find a hole to enter the ship. Seeing the contents of the room, the twins' eyes immediately lit up. "Is it on the same deck as us?" Emily's tiny finger pointed at the tables full of food on the screen. Louis nodded. "Yeah, I haven't raised and lowered the drone. I just moved it forward, to the right, and to the side." "Should we run there? Since there are a lot of people, Victor's men will have a hard time finding us." "But when lunch time is over, this room will be emptier, Emily. Let's look at another room." While Louis focused o
"Then wait in the corner over there. Don't approach the door until I call you," Turner stated. "All right! Thanks, Turner." Emily walked while moving her hips. "Woohoo! We're going to eat deliciously," Louis exclaimed, jumping up and down in the direction Turner was pointing. Shaking his head in disbelief, Turner opened the door. With a tired look, he brought the trolleys in one by one. "Wow, that one is so pretty," Emily sighed as she stood on her tiptoes. "That one looks delicious. That one too. Turner, have you eaten yet?" Louis said, adding to Turner's annoyance. "Don't cause trouble. Just eat!" The twins walked with teasing expressions. "How about you eat with us? You haven't eaten in a while. You must be hungry." "Yes, there's a lot of food here. You can choose one plate, but not this one." Emily took her selection to the table. "And this one, my favorite." Louis took another plate. "Your friends who are on guard outside can also take food if they want." Turner was stu
As Victor walked out, Patricia smiled slyly. "Have fun while you can. In an hour, you might not be together." The twins were looking at the stiff-haired woman without any responses. After Patricia disappeared behind the door, Turner was left with an expression that was difficult to explain. "Turner, can't you save us?" Emily asked quietly. The man looked away. He could not bear to look at the small face that invited pity. "You guys are nothing to me. Either you end up on another continent or at the bottom of the sea, that's none of my business." Languidly, Louis got down and pulled the trolley from the corner. "Then are you hungry? We planned to eat it after we woke up, but now, we have no appetite anymore. Bring this food for yourself and your friends. It would be a shame to throw it away." After shifting another trolley, Turner received the special trolley with slightly widened eyes. "This ... is for me?" Louis nodded. "Yeah, and your friends." Then, he climbed back into bed.
Louis widened his smile. "I'll remember your names well. Who knows, maybe we'll meet again another day. We can repay your kindness when it happens." "Oh, you're so cute. What are your names, Sweet Kids?" "I'm Louis and this is my sister, Emily. We are twins, only a few minutes apart. I was born first," Louis explained in a proud tone. "Oh, okay. I'll remember that too. See you later, Louis, Emily." The twins waved with a sweet smile. As the young couple looked away, their expressions immediately turned serious. "Emily, that's the car! Come on, help me get the key. Do you still remember the steps we discussed earlier?" Emily nodded. Then, they approached the car. They didn't care about the warning signs posted there at all. "It is prohibited to touch the car or take the key. Violators will be fined $10,000." When no one was paying attention, Louis carefully lifted the glass box. Emily swiftly grabbed the key and replaced it with Louis' rubber eraser. Its shape was a flat box an
Emily sank deeper into her seat. "Louis, what should we do?" "Stay where you are, Emily. They won't be able to attack us. This car is bulletproof." Tired of waiting, Victor raised his two fingers. In an instant, people around the car pointed their guns. The visitors who peeked in immediately became hysterical. "Get out of the car or I will have to bombard you with gunfire." Emily glanced at her brother with a stiff neck. "Louis, you are sure that this car is bulletproof, right?" "I can't be wrong, Emily. Don't worry. They're just bluffing. They don't know that I am familiar with all kinds of cars." While Emily gulped, a man turned to Victor. "Negative, Sir." Victor's breathing became increasingly ragged. His jaw clenched tighter. At that moment, a man came in a hurry. "This is the spare remote, Sir." The corner of Victor's lips lifted slightly. Showing a similar key in his hand, he tilted his head. "Last chance! Open the door and get out, or I will open the door and forcefully
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