All Chapters of My Twins' Billionaire Stranger Daddy: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Jayden McAllister's POV I stood by the window of the living room, with my gaze fixed on the sprawling surrounding of my grandfather’s ranch, but my mind was elsewhere. For the past two days, I had been silently observing the peculiar goings- on within these walls. After all, it's what I do best. Watching. Observing. Analyzing. I know others might see what is happening as just a chaotic jumble of interactions and emotions, but as for me, I foresee a bright future. I see connections and opportunities.My parents were at the center of my attention as my full focus was on the two of them. They thought they were merely playing the roles of pretend husband and wife as a charade in order to convince others. But unbeknownst to them, I saw right through their so-called acting. The way my mom's breath would catch whenever Dad entered the room she's in or whenever he moves closer to her, the almost imperceptible softening of my father's usually stoic and aloof features whenever Mom spoke, or wh

Jayden McAllister's POV I couldn't handle the curiosity any longer so to my own surprise, I just found myself saying, “Oh, for heaven's sake, Dad, why don't we all go? If it's not safe, we will just turn back. But I, for one, am curious about this secret hideout of yours." Eleanor nodded enthusiastically before adopting a cute puppy expression and saying, "Me too! Come on, Dad, it will be fun. Pretty please?" Nobody can resist my dear sister's cute and adorable way of pleading and so Dad reluctantly gave in and sighed. "Fine. But we will be careful, understood?" The other four– Mom, Uncle Noah, Mandy and Eleanor enthusiastically nodded while I just shrugged in response. And as Uncle Noah led us to a path which was off the main one we were walking on and into a denser part of the woods, I couldn't help but feel both excited and apprehensive. What would we find in this so-called secret base? And more importantly, what secrets would it reveal about my father's past? It's indeed a

Zane’s POV I didn't immediately answer Noah as I collapsed onto his couch and ran my hands through my hair while he stood there, utterly gobsmacked to see me looking so rattled. I really don't blame him because I don't think there's anything that has ever rattled me like this before. Sighing, I finally responded to him. "I might as well have, Noah." I muttered, before launching into the story. I told him everything I could remember about the previous night, about the mysterious woman who had turned my world upside down.As I described her – long blonde hair, captivating doe-like light blue eyes, average height, beautiful curves in the right places, the scent of jasmine – I saw recognition dawn on Noah's face. "Zane," he said slowly, "that sounds like Mandy."What the hell? A frown instantly materialised on my face before I shook my head vehemently. "Mandy? Hell no! No way. There's no way on earth it could have been Mandy, Noah. Have you gone nuts? How could you even think that? There

Jayden McAllister's POV “Wait a bit, Randolph!" I called out to him, my voice deliberately carrying just the right note of childish excitement. "Before we cut the cake, I have a special announcement to make!"All eyes turned to me, with curiosity written all over their faces. I took my sweet time before walking up to the middle of our little group and saying, “Today is indeed a very special day because not just me, but a very special someone also graced this world on such a day, five years ago. So ladies and gentlemen, join me in celebrating the one and only Eleanor McAllister.”And as Eleanor took the cue and stood up and dramatically curtsied at me, I added, “Happy birthday little sis.”The effect was immediate. Dad's usually stoic face instantly paled and his normally impassive eyes widened slightly in shock as he said. "What? Today is your birthday too, Eleanor? And you turned five too? But... I had no idea. I'm so sorry, little angel."Grandpa, who's never one to miss an opportu

Trina's POV I just couldn't believe my eyes. Even though the evidence was right there in front of me, my mind struggled to process the scene unfolding before me. Justin, here in Dripping Springs, Texas, at Zane's family ranch, staring at the four of us— Zane, myself, Jayden, and Eleanor, locked in a group hug. The hurt look on his face was unmistakable, and it sent a pang of guilt through my chest.As our group hug reluctantly broke apart, I opened my mouth to speak, to say something, anything to diffuse the tension. But before I could utter a word, Zane's deep, baritone voice cut through the air, cold and sharp as ice, answering Justin's question."As you can see, you are indeed interrupting something, Myers."And just like as it always happened whenever these two men met, the icy stare down began. The atmosphere instantly changed, as the warmth of our family moment suddenly disappeared as if it was never there before. The tension between the two formidable men staring intensely at