Our Billion-Worth Twins

Chapter 81



Chapter 81

Chapter 81 Mr. Atherton saw the expression on his two daughters’ faces and knew they must have screwed something up. He was even more displeased. However, he spoiled his girls as they grew up. He could not beat them but could only punish them in some other ways.

“From now on, your allowances will be cut by half until you both behave yourselves!” he said before leaving exasperated with his investment proposal, thinking of seeking another way to fund his project. Lola watched as her father disappeared into the hallway, and anger flashed through her gaze. Catelyn! “Lola, Jamie… told me about something at the hospital…”

Louella quickly informed Lola about Jamie’s reaction and had stopped crying over him. She was concerned and asked, “Could Catelyn really have hooked up with someone that we should not have offended?” Lola was irritated. She said sarcastically, “No way, she barely has any opportunity to hook up with someone from the upper class!”

“However, our father really lost the deal…” Louella was concerned and looked at Lola. “Maybe we should plead with Catelyn to resolve this peacefully and ask her to convince the man behind her…”

“Asking me to forgo my ego and plead for peace? You might as well walk over my dead body,” Lola rejected the idea without hesitation. “This may be a coincidence, it could also be my previous admirers who did not win my heart and became vengeful!” Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

In the meantime, Catelyn was discharged from the hospital and was still feeling drowsy. Her face was still pale, and she could only ask Anne for another three days off to rest. Anne told her that Miles knew she was taken to the police station. Catelyn was worried. Miles could never stand seeing her being bullied. She took a cab to Miles’ kindergarten, intending to see if Miles was throwing a tantrum. To her surprise, as soon as she arrived at the kindergarten, the teacher came out smiling. “Ms. Catelyn, Miles’ writing is really good. We are nominating him to join a writing competition. Would you be okay with it?”

Miss Jane was also a young woman. She wore a ponytail, a long white dress, and a pair of glasses with a black frame. Catelyn was stunned. She thought Miles ran into a fight. “A competition?”

“Yes, I have rrever expected a child to be so good at writing!” Ms. Jane took out a paper and

passed it to Catelyn. Catelyn looked at the paper and was astonished. It was a simple, short passage, but the story was given life and soul through the way he wrote it. This… This was written by Miles?

Did he not hate writing the most?

Catelyn was so doubtful about it. She could not help but go outside of the classroom and peeked through the window panes at Miles. Twenty-plus children were sitting prim and proper in the class. The teacher was scribbling on the blackboard, while a few kids were dozing off, their heads on their hands, some were zoning out, except Miles, who sat up straight, and was paying full attention to the lesson. He looked at ease. There was no sign of being worried or frustrated.

Her baby had grown so much.

Catelyn waited at Ms. Jane’s office for Miles. Not too long after, she dozed off.

While unconscious, she somehow felt a pair of eyes watching her. She opened her eyelids lazily, and what came into sight was a small but excited and thrilled face. “Mummy, you are awake!” Ollie was extremely excited and satisfied at the same time. He was so up close to Aunt Catelyn. Plus, he could have her read bedtime stories tonight.

He sprinted to the pantry and got a glass of water for Catelyn, passing it politely to her. “Ms. Jane said you are unwell and asked me not to disturb you. Are you better now? Do you want some warm water?” Ollie was still caring as he usually was. Catelyn received a glass of water and took a small sip, and asked, “Miles, did you give mummy’s supervisor a call last night?” Ollie nodded his head and answered, “Yes.” “So you knew I was at the police station last night?”


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