Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Heart of the Mafia Twin: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

The next morning, the Robinson estate was quiet, but tension crackled in the air like a brewing storm. Alex and Klarisse arrived at the family mansion, both knowing that this wasn’t going to be a simple breakfast gathering. They have dropped off the twins at the Fowl’s Estate to stay with their grandparents there, Alan and Kareen. The events of the previous night still lingered in their minds—Artemis’s sudden appearance, his cryptic words, and then his abrupt departure without an explanation. As they walked hand in hand through the grand hallway, Klarisse gave Alex’s fingers a reassuring squeeze. She could feel the barely contained frustration radiating from him. “I still don’t understand why he just left,” Alex muttered under his breath. “What was the point of showing up just to walk away?” Klarisse glanced at him. “Maybe he wanted to see if he was still welcome.” Alex scoffed, shaking his head. “If he wanted to be welcome, he should have stayed and explained himself. But Artemis

The soft chime of the café’s entrance bell rang as Alexander and Klarisse stepped inside, the warm aroma of freshly brewed coffee wrapping around them like a comforting embrace. The café had always been Klarisse’s safe haven—a place where things felt lighter, where conversations flowed easier, and where difficult truths were somehow easier to digest. Tonight, she hoped it would have the same effect on Artemis. Alexander had arranged for them to meet here, away from the weight of the Robinson estate and its legacy. Here, they weren’t heirs or businessmen—they were just people trying to make sense of their tangled pasts. Artemis was already there, seated at a corner booth, his posture relaxed but his sharp eyes watching their every move. He had always exuded a quiet intensity, a presence that commanded attention without effort. His dark suit contrasted with the rustic charm of the café, making him stand out even more. As they approached, he gave a slow nod, his expression unreadable

Days passed, and though Artemis hadn’t openly declared his decision to stay, his actions spoke louder than words. He had yet to move into the mansion, still choosing to stay in a luxury hotel in the city, but he was no longer avoiding the family. He was attending more family dinners, spending time with the twins and, more significantly, he had agreed to attend a business meeting at Bronson Industries. It was a step forward—a cautious one—but a step nonetheless. Alexander arrived at the Bronson Industries headquarters earlier than usual that morning, checking the final details of the meeting scheduled for later in the day. It was an important one, involving several high-profile clients who had long-standing ties to their family’s business empire. The meeting was supposed to be a routine discussion about ongoing contracts, but for Alexander, it meant something more. It would be Artemis’s first official introduction to the business—a chance for him to observe and understand the empire

The Fowl Estate was unusually quiet that afternoon. Klarisse sat on the patio, gently rocking one of the twins in her arms while the other napped inside under the watchful eye of their nanny. A soft breeze rustled the leaves of the garden, offering a sense of peace—something she rarely got these days. With Alexander busy handling a road project and her parents doting over the twins, she finally had a moment to herself. That was until the unexpected guest arrived. Artemis Robinson. Klarisse had just taken a sip of her iced tea when she saw him walking toward her, his signature confident stride making it clear he wasn’t just here for a casual visit. She raised an eyebrow as he approached. “Artemis. Didn’t expect to see you here.” “I hope I’m not interrupting,” he said, stopping just short of the patio. Klarisse smiled knowingly. “You wouldn’t care even if you were.” Artemis chuckled. “Fair point.” He glanced down at the sleeping baby in her arms. “I see the little ones are keepin

Artemis sat on the balcony of his hotel suite, the city stretching out before him in a sea of twinkling lights. A glass of whiskey sat untouched on the table beside him, his phone resting in his hand. He had been staring at the screen for the past ten minutes, his thumb hovering over Allie’s contact. Artemis Robinson was not the kind of man who hesitated. In business, in life, and especially in matters of the heart, he had always been decisive. But as he sat in his hotel suite, staring at his phone with Allie’s contact name on the screen, he found himself pausing. It was past ten at night. Would she even pick up? Would she even *want* to hear from him? He exhaled sharply and shook his head. *Since when do I second-guess myself?* He smirked bitterly, realizing that Allie was already affecting him in ways no one else ever had. Why was this so difficult? He had made countless business calls, brokered million-dollar deals, and faced ruthless competitors without breaking a sweat. And