Hidden Twins of a Billionaire Daddy

"Dad, please I'm begging you to stop being so cruel toward my mother. She will die if the therapy is not started soon," Jasmine begged, kneeling on the chilly marble floor. Despite her efforts to conceal her tears, her watery face revealed the intense feelings she was experiencing as a result of her father's carelessness. Ever since Ronald fell in love with Kesha, Jasmine's mother became a constant source of annoyance for him. However, he found himself unable to evict her from the house due to the property she owned, which was now under his ownership. "Well, this is your mother's faith, which I believe God bestowed to her because he, too, believes she is useless. I am not going to spend a penny on her. If you want to live with us, I need you to treat that woman the way I do. She might be your mother, but trust me, she's a snake. You know nothing about her," Ronald stated as he lay on the couch, watching TV. At that moment, a mother and her daughter entered the hall carrying shoppin

The following day*****Jasmine clutched her phone, eyes fixed on the message on the screen. On one hand, the news that she was the chosen candidate brought a rush of relief. Yet, a gnawing fear crept in, leaving her body tense and her mind clouded. It was not an exaggeration to say that they had given her the option to step back, but she felt compelled to proceed in order to secure the money."Excuse me, ma'am! We've arrived," the cab driver spoke up, noticing the woman in the backseat showing no sign of intending to exit the vehicle.Jasmine startled, jerking upright and opening her eyes to gaze out the window.The cab driver, sensing something amiss, spoke out of concern, "Is everything alright with you, ma'am?""Hu..." Startled, Jasmine turned around and forced a tight smile. "Yes, sir. I'm fine," she replied. As she spoke, she felt beads of sweat forming on her forehead, her palms clammy with nervousness."Okay then," the cab driver responded before starting the engine and drivi

****"This is a hospital, not your personal stage for drama. Leave now," Jasmine commanded, her tone sharp with authority, knowing Layla's intentions to unsettle her mother."Jas, why are you wrapped up in that heavy shrug?" she asked, her skepticism evident. "It's not exactly chilly out, so forgive me for wondering what's really going on.""It's none of your business!" she snapped, her tone sharp and uncompromising."Heidi witnessed you speaking with the gynaecologist at the hospital. So she tried to find out what happened with you from the gynaecologist, but she refused to tell her, and she had seen you wearing a shrug that day," Layla's interrogation crackled with intrigue, her eyes drilling into Jasmine with relentless curiosity. "Come on now, spill the beans! What's the big secret you're holding onto?""Jas, what happened to you? Why are you attending a gynaecologist? How come you have not brought it up to me?" Jasmine's mother spoke in a worried tone."Mom, it's nothing serious,

*****"Dante, you shouldn't have run away! Now come to me," the man said coldly, his tone devoid of warmth or sympathy."I asked you, who are you to this boy," Jasmine demanded, pushing Dante behind her and positioning herself in front of the man with a cold expression. She couldn't shake the feeling that the man exuded an imposing aura, perhaps hinting at a darker affiliation, like that of a gangster."He is my son, and you will not question me on this matter again," the man retorted, his voice tinged with anger as his temple throbbed with frustration.Jasmine's mouth fell open for a second before she quickly regained her composure, as she brought Dante in front of her. "Is he really?" Jasmine asked Dante, and in return, she observed his nod as confirmation. The man didn't seem like a father figure; instead, he exuded the air of a playboy. That's why she sought Dante's confirmation."You shouldn't have run from your father, Dante!" Jasmine said gently, handing him over to the man, wh

****"Derek, you're not the first to offer their daughter," Damon said icily, his gaze piercing Derek's with a chilling intensity. As he spoke, his lips curled into a menacing smirk, sending shivers down Derek's spine."Mr. Colley, I'm exceptionally adept with children, and I truly believe your son would benefit greatly from having a mother figure in his life. If you're uncertain, I'm willing to prove myself over months or even years. You'll witness the progress firsthand," Bailey pleaded, feeling a sting of rejection as Damon Colley openly dismissed her. Failing to make a difference would mean missing out on a significant opportunity for advancement."Wow!! you would make a fantastic nanny. Your father must be beaming with pride," Damon remarked, casting a subtle glance toward Derek, who went red in embarrassment. Then, turning his attention back to Bailey, he added, "You do not fit the bill as my wife in terms of beauty, nor possess the strength to conceal your intentions from me.""