All Chapters of The Hidden Heirs of the CEO: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

"BJ, Sir? Are you serious?”"Mama, what should I call dad at first then?" he asked with a sneer as if he didn't get the logic I was getting at."Why didn't you call him dad or papa when you first saw him?""Because it's weird if I call papa ‘papa’ even though I don't know him in the first place?" BJ"I feel so loved," Rod said with his hands crossed on his chest."Sorry," I said."Yeah," he annoyingly said that."What? Can't you even see the similarities between you and your father?" Atty. Manilou"Mom, that's enough." Rod uttered with a frown on his face.“Shh! I'm helping you son. Trust me," attorney."No grandma," BJ said while shaking his head after looking at his father."What? You don’t believe that you guys look like your father?" attorney said trying to push Rod to his children.BJ looked at his brothers. "You guys, do you feel like you look like dad?" Blake asked innocently.Rod stiffened beside me. He smiled, excited about what the children would answer.EJ, DJ, and CJ chewe

"March," Atty. Manoliu"Keep this a secret from Rod. I am catching a thief now and we shouldn’t worry Rod while he's still dealing with a case," she added."Attorney, why? Did I do something wrong?" I'm nervous. She's being vague now. I can't grasp what she's trying to say."I don't want to conclude, March, but Martin asked for some help from me, that's why I've been so busy these days. I'm investigating what really happened seven years ago. He insists he really had no idea about the accusations you made against him."I froze."If that's the case, are you telling me that the chairman d-didn't threaten me back then?" I'm extremely nervous."The cake is delicious, Juni," the attorney said, ignoring my question."There's chocolate in the middle. You just need to dig to find it," she said meaningfully."Attorney," I called her. I want to know.The smile faded from her lips as she looked up at me."Martin may be an ass and ruthless, but he's not a murderer, March. So I was really surprised

"Grandpa, doesn't your back hurt?" Chairman chuckled at AJ's simple question."Oh, princess, grandpa is strong.""Really? Can you carry us five?" DJ asked."Kuya, grandpa's bones might break," BJ said worriedly.The chairman laughed again."What? Grandpa is still strong! Look!" The chairman stood up and lifted AJ, but immediately winced and slowly sat back on the couch, holding his lower back.We could almost hear his bones creaking. It seems BJ was right."Oh, see? Grandpa can't carry us because he's too old," CJ, with a smug face, said to DJ.The attorney stood up and approached them. “Stop it Martin. You’re old. You can’t carry them all.”The chairman laughed again. "No, I'm not. I just need more exercise. I think I'm still as strong as a buffalo."I looked at Miss Tanya, who was emotionless as she watched my children. I stood up to bring her the juice and bread prepared by the helpers.We're in Rod's house now, accompanied by the chairman and Miss Tanya. I invited the chairman to

When we arrived home at Karen's place, we found Rod outside. Beside him were the kids imitating his posture. They grinned, and all eyes on me. Rod leaned on the gate, unaware that the five were mimicking his stance. I struggled not to laugh, especially when Rod crossed his legs, and the five copied him. Even CJ, who's usually serious, was into the mischief. "Where have you been?" Rod asked, furrowing his brow. "Where have you been?" echoed the five. It seemed that's when Rod noticed his kids watching him, ready to mimic whatever he did. He chuckled and turned his attention back to me. "Mama!" Rod "Mama," the quintuplets mimicked again. Oh, they're so cute. "Well, well! Looks like Mama's in trouble now, huh?" Karen said, just getting out of the car. "We went on a date," I replied to the questioning looks from my bosses, as if I'd been gone for five decades. "AUNT!" the five kids exclaimed, running towards Karen. Smiling, I walked towards Rod, letting the kids to greet their a

"Mama, what's for snacks?" asked EJ as he approached me and gently kissed my cheek. He had already taken a bath and he smells good. He was wearing a black tank top, and I couldn't help but smile as I looked at his handsome face."Oh, dear, I hope you won't give headaches to those girls who will like you."He grinned."I want sticky rice with mangoes and hot chocolate, mama,""Where's your papa, and your siblings?""He's on his way here, Mama. He's with DJ," he replied, then sat down and took some food from the table.He must be hungry. Rod came in, carrying our four kids. He had AJ in his arms, BJ clinging to his back like a monkey, while CJ and DJ were holding onto his legs.We exchanged glances. Despite having just showered, his sweat was already dripping. "Help, babe," he said. I chuckled."You're really bullying your papa, kids.”I took BJ from his back, and the other two let go of his legs and ran towards the table."Mama, it smells so good," AJ said."Of course. Mama made hot ch