How Could You Be So Lewd?

The limo continued to drive until they reached a seven-star hotel. The children’s eyes reflected the neon lights and the glare of the shine. This was the hotel under Colton Industries, but it belonged to the faction handled by the eldest son. This was also the place where the sick father was checked in for the weekend.

“Mr. Colton, welcome to Rosa Bianca. I am Jen. Please follow me to your room.” The usherette picked them up after the limousine parked. She had a keycard for the express elevator to the VIP floors. “Your father is expecting you in the restaurant later at eight-thirty.”

“Sure, we’ll be there.” Wolfram was used to this usherette. She was the one always assigned to Wolfram. After all, she knew well that this man wasn’t one to speak a lot.

It’s just that she noticed that Wolfram arrived with a beautiful mother of two. The children were at least seven years old, and considering Wolfram’s age, they could indeed be his children. Could it be that… this third son married this woman in a flash because she was a college fling he had children with? Yes, that should be the most plausible assumption.

Delta and Wolfram didn’t care about the inner thoughts of the usherette. They were already all right since she was unnecessarily talkative. She only knew to speak when Wolfram asked her about the food and his father. However, the two kids were more focused on her than on the view outside the elevator.

“Big Sister, what’s an… on-tray?” Eine was the one to ask. Foxley would curl inward in front of strangers. That was why it was strange that he was more talkative than Eine when it came to Wolfram.

“An entrée is the main course, the star of the meal. It’s your lobster or steak or whichever you picked from our menu.” The usherette was not fazed. After all, they were only kids. She would be surprised if they were already sophisticated enough to care about dinner service. “Due to differences in languages, however, it doesn’t mean the same in other countries.”

Eine and Foxley exchanged gazes, and then the girl asked again, “Can we have ice cream after that? Mommy gives us ice cream after dinner sometimes.”

The usherette would glance at the woman, but she knew how nouveau-riche women took glances like that. She just nodded at the kids. “After eating the entrée, we can serve you a dessert of your choosing. You can have ice cream, but you might find something new and tastier on our menu.”

“Oh, I know desserts!” Eine gasped as she heard a familiar term. She then asked more about cheesecakes and other things. Unfortunately, the usherette only knew the bestsellers as they were recommendations. 

Instead of getting upset, the two kids only grew excited about the so-called menu. They even started talking to the usherette about the proper etiquette. After all, they wanted their grandfather to like them. When they called Mr. Colton senior ‘grandfather,’ the usherette’s assumption became more plausible. The three voices continued talking as they trod to the VIP suite.

Wolfram was walking next to Delta at the back of the group. He then moved his head to whisper to the mother. “I have a feeling she really thinks they’re mine. Won’t you get offended? What about the real father? I’ve never seen your fans running after you for a long time.”

“…their father will mind, but I’d rather have people believe such an assumption. I don’t want any of them to be attributed to him.” Delta lowered her eyes, only for her to look up ahead since Eine and Foxley ran to the door. “Will you help me keep it that way?”

“To the public, but I’d rather have my father know the truth. He’s more protective than me when it came to children. Yuri has no kids yet, while Zenon only has a bitch princess for a daughter. He will protect them if he grew fond of them.”

“Bitch princess?” Delta looked at Wolfram, who only had his eyes up front. “Would you call me that?”

Wolfram glanced at her. “Are you kidding me? You’re not a bitch—you’re a cannibal. I had to deal with that bite on my own, you know. Do you really think I’m so delicious?”

“How could you be so lewd, Wolfie?” Delta chuckled after the whisper, earning a frown from the man.

“I did not—”

Eine and Foxley ran back to them—to Wolfram. They started beaming and telling him about the beautiful room. However, since they spoke over each other, Wolfram barely understood what they were saying. The twins didn’t care and only stared expectantly at him.

Delta walked ahead of them. She then giggled. “Why don’t you just tell him what you mean? Come along. We have to be ready when you meet your grandpa.”

“Come on!” Eine and Foxley dragged Wolfram inside the suite, careful enough not to hit Delta.

The mother looked at the usherette and smiled her kindest. “Thank you for humoring them all the way here. If I can pass on a tip, I will do it. Also, we will take a few minutes to settle down first before meeting Dad. Thank you again.”

The usherette nodded. “It’s my pleasure to be of your service, Mrs. Colton. If you need me, you can ask the lobby receptionist for me. I will come to you as soon as I can.”

Delta watched the woman leave the hallway before she walked inside. She then smiled at the well-behaved children, who only rested on the couches. Wolfram was checking the city view behind the curtains. However, he still went to join Foxley to see what he was watching this time. Eine was surfing the channels instead, hoping to catch a cooking show while waiting.

…

Wolfram led the ‘family’ to the private room, arriving at the door with only three minutes more before the time of the dinner. At this time, he was so sure that his father had already had appetizers served. He just didn’t realize that when he arrived, his father was not there yet. There sat the other three horsemen of the apocalypse instead.

“Oh, it’s Wolfram. I’m surprised you even appeared without running late this time.” One of the women smiled at him, but it was not the friendliest. She even looked like Wolfram ran over her dog.

“Will I ever do something that you won’t comment on?” Wolfram snorted before leading the two kids inside. He figured Delta would move inside on her own. However, the woman didn’t step in.

The woman, who spoke first, stared straight at Delta’s envious figure. The fact that Delta stared back at her made her pissed off some more. “What are you looking at?”

Delta then smiled mercilessly as she moved toward her seat next to Eine. “Sorry, I was just curious. Wolfram said we are meeting his family, but… he didn’t mention anything about his auntie.”