All Chapters of Hidden Twins of a Billionaire Daddy: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

★★★★★ As the car pulled up to the office premises, a wave of silence washed over the building. Employees, who were previously bustling about, stopped in their tracks and turned their attention to the entrance. The atmosphere was charged with curiosity and surprise. Damon stepped out first, his presence commanding attention. He moved to the other side of the car and opened the door for Payne. Before he could lift her out, Payne, with a playful smirk, said, "I am sparing you from giving me the Queen treatment!" Damon chuckled, his eyes softening. "No need! I like giving you the Queen treatment," he insisted, gently lifting her into his arms. Payne rolled her eyes with a smile. "You are stubborn!" Damon grinned, beginning to walk towards the reception area. "People say that about me, but never to my face." As Damon carried Payne through the office, the employees couldn’t help but stare. It wasn’t just the sight of their formidable boss carrying a child that caught their attention; i

★★★★ “What do you think about my mother?” Payne asked in a nonchalant tone, grabbing another piece of strawberry from the fruit bowl. The receptionist’s eyes darted nervously to Phil, silently pleading for guidance. She couldn’t shake the feeling of unease that had settled over her since encountering the girl. There was something eerily familiar about Payne’s features, something that made her believe she was Damon Colley's seed. And now this talk of Payne’s mother... Was the Boss cheating on Cindy Colley? Damon, noticing Payne’s steady hand as she reached for another strawberry, leaned forward and picked one for himself, savouring the sweetness. “What do you think I should do?” he asked Payne with a smile, trying to mask his uncertainty. “You’re an adult. You know what’s best,” Payne replied, her tone matter-of-fact. Damon pondered her words, glancing thoughtfully at Phil. “Call the PR team. I need to speak with them about something,” Damon instructed, his voice taking on a decisi

★★★★ Damon was quite stunned by Payne calling him "Dad." His eyes were glued to Payne, feeling an overwhelming surge of pride and joy. Though he had deliberately mentioned that Payne was his daughter, hearing her call him "Dad" was beyond anything he had imagined. It filled him with a sense of accomplishment and warmth. "Almost," Damon replied, trying to mask his elation as he turned his attention to Harley, who was visibly incredulous. "How could this be possible?" Harley spat, his voice dripping with disbelief. "Payne, there's a fish tank over there. Why don't you enjoy watching them? I'll just take a few seconds," Damon said to Payne, his tone gentle and kind. "Alright, Dad!" Payne replied cheerfully, heading towards the large fish tank. Damon shifted his gaze to a nearby staff member and commanded, "Watch over her. Make sure she doesn't get hurt." His eyes were sharp and threatening. The staff member nodded quickly and rushed to Payne's side. Once he was assured that Payne was

★★★★ Layla’s frustration was palpable as she struggled to regain her composure. She took a deep breath and called out, “Mr. Harley!” Harley stopped and turned, raising an eyebrow. “Yes?” Layla glanced around nervously before continuing, “Damon Colley is in this mall. He was just here.” Harley’s expression shifted to mild annoyance. “He left already. And where is your mother?” Layla’s guard was up as she replied, “She told me to stay here, and she’s supposed to be coming soon.” She cast a furtive glance at Harley’s waist, her eyes searching for any sign of a weapon, her fear evident. Harley noticed her apprehensive look and chuckled darkly. “Nah, your mother won't come." Layla’s confusion deepened as she frowned. "What? I don’t understand!" Her voice was laced with frustration and disbelief. Harley shook his head, rubbing his temple as if trying to alleviate a headache. "Your mother isn’t coming. She sent you here to deal with me. She thinks she’s being clever by avoiding direct

★★★★★ "Don't even think of coming close to me!" Jasmine warned her voice a tight whisper as she shifted away from him. She glanced nervously toward the door since the kids were engrossed in a TV show, her mind racing to keep them oblivious about them in the kitchen. Damon's lips curled into a smirk as he advanced, his eyes locked onto hers "You are not quite successful stopping me before, and I certainly don't plan to be stopped now," he said, his voice low but firm. Before Jasmine could react, Damon reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her sharply towards him. She stumbled into his embrace, her breath catching as she felt the heat of his body close to hers. The weight of his presence was overwhelming, and her mind was in a whirl as she realized they were alone, with the children only a few steps away. "Let me go!" Jasmine demanded, her voice strained as she struggled to free herself. "This isn't the time for games. You have no right to—" Damon’s gaze bore into hers, and for