Semua Bab Carrying the child of a CEO (English): Bab 201 - Bab 210

Note: Tito – tagalog word of Uncle Because of what Zekiel said, Claire suddenly stopped and let go of Timothy’s hair. “Damn it, Claire! That hurt—arghh!” Timothy abruptly stopped speaking when someone punched him. “That’s for hiding Clark’s whereabouts,” said Zekiel, the one who punched him. He grabbed Timothy by his shirt and punched him again, sending him crashing to the floor. “And that’s for the twins leaving to look for their uncle.” “Why is that my fault too?!” Timothy snapped immediately upon hearing the reason for Zekiel’s second punch. His friend’s wife shot him a sharp glare, making him gulp. “If you hadn’t hidden Clark, the twins wouldn’t have left.” “You’re the ones to blame for them leaving! You forgot about your own child!” Zekiel fell silent for a moment at his words. Timothy stood up and spat out blood from the punch. “We’re all at fault here, but at least I have a reason. You two? None. You really did forget about your kid.” Hearing this, Zeki

“You two did what?! Do you even know what you’ve gotten yourselves into?! Sht! Have you both lost your minds?!” Clark paced back and forth, unable to stay seated after hearing what the twins had done. “That was the only way we could think of to find you, Uncle!” Zoey replied, which only made Clark panic even more. Because of him, the twins had entered the mafia world. Because of him, they had run away from their parents. Because of him, their lives were now in danger! All of this was because of his plan! Why hadn’t he realized how reckless the twins could be?! “Uncle, stop!” Zayne suddenly shouted, making Clark freeze mid-step. Even the others were startled by the boy’s outburst. Zayne stood up and walked toward Clark. Clark couldn’t believe what he was seeing—his nephew had changed so much in just a year. He looked like a perfect blend of his mother and father now. “Don’t think this is your fault. You did what you had to for your family. If I were in your shoes, I’d do

“MOMMY! Daddy, faster!” Catherine excitedly called out to her parents, as they were the only ones left to wait for before they could finally go swimming in the sea. They had just arrived yesterday, but the kids were already eager to swim. Catherine, Fritz, and Clarence quickly bonded, especially since Fritz and Clarence were around the same age, making it easy for them to become close. Francine was happy because, at last, her child had playmates. Before this, it was usually just her and Clark who played with Clarence, so she sometimes felt sorry for him since he had no one else. This had resulted in him maturing early—always serious, as if carrying the weight of the world, much like his father. “We’re coming, our youngest is so impatient,” Claire said with a laugh as Zekiel helped her out of the rest house where they were staying. Claire had initially wanted them to stay in her unit, but she remembered it wouldn’t fit everyone. Splitting into separate rooms would be difficul

“TWINS, you’re not allowed to drink!”As soon as Claire said that, she immediately snatched the glasses from her children and drank what they were having.“Mommy, it was just juice,” Zayne said, facepalming, as Claire seemed to realize her mistake and laughed, especially since she could indeed taste the juice.“Oh, right! Hahaha! But good job, you two!” Claire ruffled Zayne’s hair and was about to do the same to Zoey when the latter grabbed her mother’s hand.“Mommy, let’s dance!” She then pulled her mother away from their spot, making Zayne’s eyes widen.“Twin, Mommy is drunk already!” Zayne shouted, but Zoey just waved at him dismissively.“Let them be, son,” Zayne turned to see his father standing beside him.“Do you want to drink?” his father offered, holding a small bottle.Zayne raised an eyebrow at his words.“Mommy said we shouldn’t drink.”“It’s a secret between us,” Zekiel said with a wink, making Zayne shake his head and chuckle before accepting the wine.“How is it?” Zekie

When they looked back, they saw a man wearing a jacket and a black hat, seemingly afraid of being recognized. Zayne immediately moved, positioning his twin behind him.“Who are you?” Zayne demanded.“I am Phil. I’m not here to fight—I’m here to ask for your help. I know the two of you can help me.”Zayne frowned but didn’t let his guard down, wary of what this man might do to them.“Help you with what?” Zayne asked, making Phil’s expression grow more serious.“To help me find someone. Let me introduce myself again.” He removed his hat, revealing a handsome face that looked eerily familiar to them.“I am Philip Vela, half-brother of your aunt Francine—the soon-to-be Queen of Spain.”“Half-brother?!” Zoey blurted out in shock, finally understanding why he looked familiar.He resembled Francine!But Zayne grew even more alert. If this man was their aunt’s brother, then he was likely allied with their father—the man who had done nothing but torment Francine and wanted to destroy the Royal