All Chapters of Carrying the child of a CEO (English): Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

As discussed by the twins and Phil, they met early the next morning. They secretly left their quarters, and even though they had no prior contact, they knew he would be waiting early, just as he had told them to hurry.“I know you two will come out now.”They weren’t wrong—Phil jumped down from a tree.“We already talked to Tita Francine, and you were right. So, what’s our plan? They’ll be leaving at 10 AM later.”Zayne spoke seriously, and Phil nodded in agreement.“As expected, we must leave after they do.”“What? Can’t we just leave tomorrow—“ Zoey didn’t get to finish as her twin elbowed her.“He doesn’t understand you.”Zoey facepalmed at that. Sometimes, she really forgot the nationality of the people she was talking to. Her brain would scramble trying to figure out which language to use.“It’s okay, I can understand you guys. Francine and Tita Farrah taught me how to understand Filipino. I can even speak a little bit.” Phil added the last part in slang after switching to Tagalo

AFTER their tradition and once everything was properly set up, with everyone smiling at their King and new Queen, Clark finally spoke.“We are not alone, everyone. You know we have been together for almost six years now, and we already have a child.”The council was stunned by Clark’s words. The King glanced at Timothy, who slightly bowed before walking toward the door to let Clarence in.“I want you all to meet our son, our little prince, Clarence Fuentes.”Clarence entered, dressed in princely attire, his hair neatly brushed up—just like his father’s—making their striking resemblance even more evident.A murmur spread through the room at the sight of their uncanny similarity and the King’s concealment of his son.Clark and Francine held Clarence’s hands, but the boy’s face showed no emotion.“Smile, son. They need to have a good first impression of you,” Francine whispered, but Clarence ignored her, staring straight at the council.“Your Majesty, how could you hide the prince for al

Everyone was happy because, at last, Clark and Francine were finally getting married. True to Clark’s promise, the council held a meeting the next day to formally apologize to them.Claire was still part of the meeting, and there, they forgave the council—though they would still keep a close watch on them, especially since they didn’t want what happened in the past to repeat itself. It was also during that meeting that Clark and Francine announced their wedding, which would take place two weeks from that day.Since they were the Royal Family, it wasn’t difficult for their staff to prepare the wedding quickly—something that would surely surprise everyone.BREAKING NEWS: King Clark has returned! And it is said that he was with his wife and a son! Last night, many people saw the fireworks, which we all know are part of their tradition. Rumors say that the soon-to-be Queen, named Francine, was seen on the throne last night. Their son remains unnamed, and we are waiting for their official

After that, they went to Catherine’s room. Yes, Catherine was the one suspected by Zekiel and even Clarence. She knew the children—she would cry endlessly and wouldn’t calm down until she saw the twins, which made Zekiel even more suspicious.They found Catherine and Fritz playing Scrabble."Mommy! Daddy!"Catherine smiled and immediately hugged her parents. Now they understood what Zekiel meant, and it seemed their suspicions were correct because Catherine was playing around as if nothing was wrong, unlike when the twins first went missing."Catherine, I know you know your older siblings are missing. Where are they?" Zekiel asked, standing at eye level with his daughter to look directly at her.Catherine avoided his gaze and closed her eyes, realizing she had failed to do what her siblings had asked of her."Sweetheart, please tell us. We’re worried about them," Claire said, also crouching to meet Catherine’s eyes."I don’t know, Mommy! They didn’t tell me where they were going!"The

Zoey jolted awake as she felt the cold floor beneath her. A sharp pain throbbed at the back of her neck as she sat up, but with it came the return of her memories. Tears immediately streamed down her face, and she clamped a hand over her mouth to stifle her sobs.They had trusted Phil. They followed him, believing every word he said—only for him to stab them in the back.His words echoed in her mind—how he claimed to know where Francine’s mother was. Now, she wondered if their aunt’s mother was even alive or if he had just deceived them.The gunshot wound—likely staged—was all part of his scheme. The realization made her cry harder, reminding her of the text message she had received. That stranger had been right: Phil was a traitor!Zoey stopped crying when she remembered her brother. She finally looked around and realized she was in a cell. The area was dark, the only light coming from the hallway, barely reaching the edges where she was confined."B-brother… Brother! Brother Zayne!"