All Chapters of Hidden Twins of a Billionaire Daddy: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

★★★★ "Mom, why do you have to buy another house when we have Grandfather's house? We could stay there," Payne asked sweetly, her innocent eyes fixed on her mother. Jasmine sighed, gripping the steering wheel a little tighter. "It's a complicated story, sweetheart. One thing I want you to understand is that the house is no longer mine. We’re invited for dinner, and we'll leave peacefully after that." Payne turned to look at her mother, concern etched on her young face. "Are they mean to you?" Jasmine's heart ached. She couldn't lie to her daughter. "Yes, sweetheart, they have been mean to me. And they might be mean to you too." "Then why are we going?" Payne demanded, her voice tinged with anger. "If Grandfather bullies you, we shouldn’t go!" Jasmine smiled sadly. "It's not that simple, Payne. Grandfather is old and not as harsh as he used to be. He’s very ill and asked to see us. It's our responsibility to fulfill his request." Payne furrowed her brow, clearly struggling with th

★★★★ Payne could see that her mother was so angry it was as if she was breathing fire. She knew that if she didn’t speak up, her mother might take her back to the house, which would ruin her plan. She had already texted Dante from her mother’s phone, and everything needed to go according to plan. "Mom, are you angry?" Payne asked tentatively. "No," Jasmine replied curtly, staring straight ahead and avoiding her daughter’s gaze. "Are you really going to take me somewhere to eat?" Payne asked, her tone hopeful and trying to break through the tension. "Anywhere you want to go!" Jasmine said, her thoughts clearly elsewhere. "Red Lobster. I know it's expensive, but we can share a plate," Payne suggested, crossing her fingers. Red Lobster was a costly place, but it was what Dante had chosen for their meeting. "It's okay. We can have Red Lobster," Jasmine said, driving toward the restaurant without realizing that her daughter knew about this particular place, despite them not having be

★★★★ "What is in your head?" Damon asked Payne as soon as Dante and Jasmine left the room. He leaned in slightly, his curiosity piqued by the thoughtful expression on Payne's face. Just then, the waiter arrived with the lobster, interrupting the moment. "Here's your order, sir!" he announced cheerfully as he placed the dish on the table. "Thank you," Payne replied with a polite nod. She waited until the waiter was out of earshot before quickly moving to Dante's seat next to Damon. Lowering her voice, she looked up at Damon with a mixture of seriousness and curiosity in her eyes. "I feel my mum doesn't like you! Is there any particular reason behind it?" Damon was taken aback by her directness but couldn't help but be impressed. "You are quite an observer," he said with an appreciative smile. "I like it. Most five-year-olds wouldn't pick up on such things, but you seem to notice everything around you." Payne tilted her head, her big eyes fixed on Damon. "My mum, she’s always kind a

★★★★ The voice on the other end chuckled darkly. "Someone who knows more about your past than you realize. Leave, Jasmine, or you'll regret it." Jasmine's heart pounded as she tried to steady her breath. "What do you mean, 'the other twins'? What are you talking about?" "You know exactly what I mean," the woman replied cryptically. "You gave birth to twins, then ran away with your daughter. You are unable to keep that secret safe. Consider this your only warning." Jasmine felt a wave of nausea. "If you think you can threaten me and my daughter, you're wrong. I'll find out who you are and put an end to this." The voice turned icy. "Brave words, Jasmine. But bravery won't protect you from what's coming. Leave the country, or face the consequences." With that, the call ended, leaving Jasmine staring at her phone in shock. Her mind raced as she tried to make sense of the cryptic threat. She quickly glanced at Payne, who was playing innocently in the next room, oblivious to the danger

★★★★ "Do I know you?" Damon said in a cold tone, his expression blank and unrecognizing. It was clear he genuinely did not recall Jasmine, or at least he was pretending not to. Jasmine’s anger flared up further. "Don't you dare put on an act, Damon? Ceece has been taken to prison by the cops, and I need you to do something about it." Damon’s face remained impassive, his eyes narrowing slightly. "You don’t seem to understand English, do you? I don’t know you, and I have no idea what you’re talking about." Jasmine’s frustration boiled over, her voice rising. "You seriously don’t remember? Last week at Red Horse Casino? You and your cronies set her up, and now she’s behind bars because of your twisted game!" Damon raised an eyebrow, his voice dripping with condescension. "I have no recollection of any such event. And even if I did, what makes you think I would care about some random woman’s problems?" Jasmine stepped closer, her eyes blazing with determination. "You can pretend all