Semua Bab Hiding the Twins from Their Billionaire Father: Bab 211 - Bab 220

"Come on," Philip persuaded again. "You said you wanted to learn new skills. Take advantage of this opportunity to learn to socialize." "You think I'm a weirdo?" Barbara squinted. Philip laughed lightly. "If not, let's go this Saturday. After the picnic, we can hang out for a while at the mall." Barbara's eyes suddenly brightened. She seemed to find a good reason to accept the offer with the impression of being forced. "Can we go to the mall after the picnic?" Philip nodded. "So, we’re going picnic?" Philip stuck his little finger through the iron bars. Barbara suppressed a smile. Glancing in another direction, she linked her finger to Philip's. "Deal." Since that second, Barbara's heart couldn't stop pounding. She couldn't wait for Saturday to come. They were so enthusiastic that when the D-day arrived, they left early in the morning. "Where are the others?" Melanie asked as she entered the dining room. There were only four sets of tableware available. Frank raised an eyebro

When they arrived home, Melanie was already waiting. As soon as the twins got out of the car, she intercepted. “Where have you guys been?” Louis and Emily looked up. Their eyes flickered, expressionless. “Hello, Grandma. We just went to the beach.” “Yeah, we didn't have time to go to the mall. We didn't shop. Sorry if we didn't bring anything home.” Melanie's eyebrows furrowed. Her gaze shifted towards the man who was busy unloading the items. However, just when she was about to rebuke, the twins exclaimed, "Mommy ...!" A second later, the two toddlers ran. Kara greeted them with a light laugh. “Little Angels, how was the picnic? You guys having fun?” Emily pouted. “At first, we were having fun. We ate together, talked and laughed, then built sand castles.” “Unfortunately,” Louis continued with furrowed brows, “a car came to pick up Auntie. After Auntie left, we went home. It's not fun to play without Auntie.” Melanie startled. With a pale face, she walked quickly looking for

While the others were starting to forget what had happened, Melanie paced back and forth in her room. Sometimes she bit her finger, sometimes she sighed. "It's bad! This is really bad." Gritting her teeth, Melanie slammed herself into the chair. "If Barbara isn't here tonight, I'll miss my inheritance." Melanie racked her brain. After a moment of silence, her ragged breathe subsided. "But if no one reports this to Morris, doesn’t it mean that I’m safe?" Her head tilted in consideration. "Yeah .... He can't possibly monitor this house 24 hours a day. I just need to make sure Barbara is here when Morris comes." Filling her lungs with hope, Melanie grabbed her phone. Despite a bit difficulty, she finally managed to log into Barbara's account. "All I need to do now is pretend to be Barbara. Everyone will have to think that she still lives here." Melanie photographed the view from her window. Then, imitating Barbara's language style, she made a caption. "My favorite place in the ho

"Are you okay?" Philip finally spoke up. Barbara sighed. After a few blinks, the corner of her lips forced up. "I was given a choice by my father. If I don't contact my mother until their divorce papers are signed, I can be free later. I can accompany them in turn." "But if not?" Louis raised his eyebrows. Barbara pursed her lips. "I'm forbidden from seeing my mother again. Because if that happens, my father is afraid he'll never be allowed to see me again." The twins frowned and clutched their chests. "That can't happen," Emily shook her head. "Yeah, it's too terrible!" Louis nodded with pursed lips. Seeing that genuine concern, Barbara snorted a laugh. Moreover, Philip secretly took a heavy breath. Barbara's heart tingled knowing that her presence was awaited. "Calm down! I won't let that happen. I've blocked my mother's number. She can't contact me." Louis gave two thumbs up. "Good job, Auntie. Keep your distance from Grandma." "Yes, that's the only way we can meet again

Barbara shook her head firmly. "Sorry, Dad. I've made up my mind. I want to explore my own potential." Paul gaped wordlessly. His common sense was shaken and his heart still refused to believe it until Barbara grabbed his hand. "Dad, you don't need to worry. I will visit you on holidays and weekends, alternating with visiting Mom. Later, when I become a professional, maybe I can also help you with managing the company." "Where do you want to live? What work do you do? How do you survive when you never even go to the kitchen?" "I'll think about it in more detail later. Now the important thing is let's meet Mom. We should settle everything so that no one else is harmed." Paul's eyes narrowed. "What do you want to talk to her? Why do you look so sure that it can make her change?" "Actually, I'm not sure. But I have to tell Mom and I can't delay any longer," Barbara nodded slightly. "Just pray for me, Dad. I hope my words won't be in vain." Seeing Paul frown, Barbara tightened her