"Good morning, Sir." Louis took his sister's hand and stepped forward. "Emily and I are very grateful that you gave us a scholarship. We are also happy we are invited to this cool event. Therefore, we want to give you a gift." While occasionally glancing at Sean, Emily came out from behind Louis' back. "We just bought colored pencils. So, we decided to give you our first drawing." Emily handed Rowan the paper. Her tiny hands seemed to be shaking. Seeing that sweet face, Rowan suddenly thought of Kara. His hatred rose. He was reluctant to take the paper. Receiving such rejection, Emily's furrowed brows deepened. She was confused and turned to Louis as if asking for help. "Sir, my sister gave you a gift. Why don't you want to accept it? That's rude," Louis said, shaking his head in surprise. "You're the ones who are rude. Who taught you to wear sunglasses when talking to an old man? This is indoors. You've made that mistake twice." Louis' cheeks puffed up. He never knew such a ru
Rowan hesitated. Kara's voice was too convincing. Before he could make a decision, Louis and Emily's voices broke his focus. "Mommy, Mommy...." Laughing, the twins hugged Kara's legs. "Look! We got lots of gifts from fans." Louis showed off several packs of chocolates in his bag. "Fan?" Kara widened her eyes. "Yes, Mommy. People said that they were our fans because we’re cool and smart," Emily continued while adjusting her crown. As Kara chuckled, the twins' gaze turned to Rowan. "Mommy knows this grandfather?" Louis whispered while placing one hand beside his mouth. "Yes. Mister Harper is my boss's grandfather." "That annoying CEO's grandfather?" Rowan widened his eyes at the nickname Louis called Frank. "My grandson is annoying?" "Yes. Since Mommy worked with him, Mommy rarely comes home. Mommy gets a lot of assignments from him," Louis explained with a gloomy face. Emily nodded beside him. "It seems like he likes to bully and scold Mommy. Mommy has become sadder since mo
"Actually, I planned to give you a gift, but I haven't had time to buy it yet," Ben said again. "How about we go shopping after this? You two can buy the clothes you like." Kara spontaneously shook her head. "Sorry, Mister Wilson. We appreciate your kindness, but we have another agenda after this." "I promised myself I would give them a gift, Kara. Please don't make me feel guilty. All men have to keep their promises. Isn't that right, Louis?" "Yeah!" Louis said, nodding firmly. “We have to go with Mr. Wilson to the mall, Mommy. Otherwise, he will definitely be sad and disappointed.” Kara smiled, half grimacing. It's unusual for her to be confused about finding a solution. Suddenly, Ben reached out for her hand that was resting on the table. "Don't worry, Kara. This isn't a hassle at all. I'm actually happy to see your children smiling happily." Kara's breath hitched. Her brows furrowed and her back tensed. She felt uncomfortable with the touch. However, Kara still tried to be p
Rowan raised an eyebrow. He read Sean's cold eyes. There was a serious threat in them. "What?" "On the night of the scandal, Young Master was at the same hotel." Rowan's eyes nearly jumped out of their sockets. His lungs suddenly filled with increasingly intense suspicion. Since seeing Louis without sunglasses, he had been haunted by the figure of little Frank. Sean's information made that possibility clearer. "Have you got a photo of the co-worker?" Sean put his phone on the table. Rowan immediately noticed. A brown-haired man with matching eyes appeared on the screen. Not a single facial line was similar to Louis or Emily. "Is there any other information?" Rowan had broken out in a cold sweat. "When the scandalous video went viral, Kara said that she had not slept with this man." "That means there's someone else? It could be Frank?" Rowan sighed spontaneously. A second later, he reached for a glass of water. His throat was dry. "And, Sir," Sean continued, adding to the burde
"You must feel that we are one family," Louis said, snapping his fingers even though it didn't make a sound. Emily smiled shyly. Putting her hands together on her lap, she nodded. “You feel that way too?” “Yep! Thanks to Mr. Wilson, I know what it's like to have a Daddy. It’s very fun! Should we ask Mr. Wilson to be our Daddy?” Kara was stunned. A heavy weight hit her chest. All this time, she thought the twins were fine. Turned out, they secretly yearned for a father, and they liked Mr. Wilson? Kara's eyes started to fill with tears. “I'm sure he won't refuse.” Emily's enthusiasm burned. “He looks like he loves us and Mommy. Did you notice the way he looked at Mommy? He was like a prince who fell in love with a princess.” "You read too many fairy tales, Emily," Louis commented, shaking his head slowly. “But, I agree with you. Mister Wilson seems to like Mommy. I hope they start dating soon." Kara flinched. She didn't know her children's conversation could go that far. ‘Four-yea
Saturday night, Jeremy was relaxing. The situation looked quiet and safe. His seat back was tilted back. He sat comfortably with his legs stretched out on the dashboard. Suddenly, his ears caught a vibration. As he got up, he found a black supercar parked right in front of Kara's apartment. After a few moments, Louis came out of the apartment followed by his mother and sister. "Wow, Mr. Wilson, this is unfair! You took us for a ride in a Porsche yesterday. But today, you bring a cooler car to go with Mommy," Louis exclaimed in a thrilling voice. His eyes sparkled brightly. Hearing the chatter of the genius child, Ben, who was walking over, smiled faintly. "Do you like this car?" "Of course! This is a Pagani Huayra with 850 HP! There's no need to doubt its aerodynamic and suspension capabilities. And look how dashing this car is!" Louis ran and touched the front of the car with great care and admiration. "There's chrome-molybmun in here!" "Chome-molybdenum, Louis," Emily correcte
“Most perfumes are grouped by scent, but we want to present something different. We plan to group them based on how a scent matches the customer's profession. Now, I want to ask for your opinion, whether the perfume we present can be well received or not." Ben reached out to the waiter. The masked woman swiftly sprayed perfume onto a small piece of paper then handed it to Ben. "Which group will like this perfume?" Ben gave it to Kara. Kara took the paper and started sniffing. She had no idea that the woman was secretly smiling behind his mask. “It's hard to explain,” Kara frowned and blinked, “but I feel like it's the smell in the classroom. Is this the teacher's signature scent?” The woman showed them the label on the bottle. Ben immediately smiled with satisfaction. "Correct. How about this?" She handed him another paper. "Wow ...." Kara chuckled in amazement. “How can you guys make it this specific? You are truly a genius, Mister Wilson. It's like a bank employee.” Ben's sm
Kara closed her eyes tightly, trying to get rid of dirty images from her mind. What her body wanted was contrary to her heart and logic. She did not want to choose the wrong one. Suddenly, the door opened wide. Kara spontaneously turned around with wide eyes. When she found Frank standing there with his hands clenched tightly, she let out a sigh of relief. For the first time, she was grateful to see her grumpy boss come. "Mr. Harper ...." Ben stopped pressing Kara. His eyeballs trembled violently at the presence of the uninvited guest. His fear was now far greater than the effects of the drug. “Frank, it's not like you—” Thump! A punch landed on his jaw. Ben lost his balance. If the table he fell on was made of glass, he would have been punctured by the shards. “How dare you touch Kara!” Frank dragged Ben then threw him on the floor near the door. With his shiny black shoe, Frank pressed Ben’s chest. “Don't blame me if you die. You ignored my warning!" Ben raised his hands i