Semua Bab Dominating CEO Snatch The Twins From His Ex-Wife: Bab 141 - Bab 150

He leaned back slightly, staring at her like he was trying to read an encrypted file.“Are you divorced? Or…” His eyes widened a bit. “A widow?”The flood of questions didn’t stop there. Arden looked like he was connecting invisible dots at lightning speed. “Two kids… a son and a daughter… so that means—wait, no, that doesn’t make sense either—”“Arden!” Elyana shouted, gripping the armrest tightly as the helicopter jolted sharply midair due to his erratic hand on the controls.He winced. “Sorry, sorry!” He quickly stabilized the aircraft, flashing an apologetic look. “You just—caught me off guard. You can’t drop a bomb like that midair and expect me not to react.”Elyana exhaled slowly, trying to calm her thudding heart. “Keep your hands on the controls and your imagination in check.”“But seriously,” Arden said, still looking curious but keeping his grip steady this time, “you have two kids? I just assumed you were a single mom with a daughter…”“You assumed wrong,” Elyana replied c

Elyana nodded, her curiosity piqued, but her attention shifted as Arden began scanning for a landing spot.As she studied him, a thought crossed her mind. Though Arden and Daimon shared many similarities—handsome, confident, and powerful—they were fundamentally different.Daimon exuded a cool, reserved demeanor, a quiet strength, while Arden was open, outspoken, and full of energy. Both had their own unique charm, but Elyana couldn't help but notice that Arden, like Daimon, was no ordinary man.Despite his playful attitude, there was an undeniable sense of depth and capability behind his carefree exterior.Elyana glanced sideways at Arden and asked casually, “So… you and Daimon are close?”Arden let out a snort. “Close? Please. We've been rivals since we were kids. I probably know him better than he knows himself.”Elyana raised a skeptical brow. “That sounds dramatic. If you know him so well, why has he always managed to outdo you all these years?”That struck a nerve. Arden’s expres

Elyana felt a slight tug at her heart. Maybe it was guilt, maybe affection—she wasn’t sure. But just as she was about to say something, James stepped between them, his tone mocking.“Mr. Grey,” he said coldly, “are you throwing a tantrum? What’s next, crying for your mommy? If you’re still on milk, maybe it’s time someone took you back to the nursery.”Arden’s face instantly darkened, the childish charm gone in a flash. “James, you better watch your mouth,” he growled. “Push me too far, and I’ll make sure you’re fish food by sunset.”The air grew tense, the guards shifting slightly in anticipation. Elyana winced inwardly. She could almost see sparks flying between the two men, and with Daimon currently preoccupied handling the chaos in the city after the attack, the last thing she needed was a fight breaking out here.Elyana sighed quietly, then turned to Arden with a soft but firm voice. “Go home, Arden. Please. I’ll come find you once things calm down.”Arden’s smile faded in an ins

Oasis seemed caught off guard by her question. He paused for a second before nodding slowly. "She’s always busy. She only talks to me more when Daddy comes home. But she’s never hugged me the way you hugged Joxan. Auntie... can you hug me too?"With that, the little boy stretched out his small arms, his eyes hopeful. Elyana didn’t know how to respond. After all, this child—this sweet, lonely child—was the son of someone she considered her enemy. Wasn’t it strange and complicated?Before she could say anything, Joxan suddenly jumped in."Hey, Oasis! What do you think you're doing?" he said, frowning. "That’s my mommy! Her hugs are only for me, not for you!" Without waiting, he pushed Oasis to the side, clearly upset.Oasis pouted, his expression gloomy as he looked at Joxan. "Aren’t you my brother? Doesn’t that mean your mommy is also kind of my mommy? Why can’t I ask her for a hug?"Joxan’s eyes widened in disbelief. "Hey, hey, hey! What do you mean my mommy is your mommy? You already

“Jessica, I won!” Joxan announced proudly, his chest puffed out as he looked up at Elyana.Jessica blinked her innocent eyes, not fully understanding what her brother meant, but still clapped her hands in delight."Yeah...."To her, if her brother won, that was all that mattered. She felt proud—because deep down, she understood that her brother was telling her, "I can protect you, no matter what."Elyana smiled faintly, pride mingling with concern in her eyes. She could see the fierce protectiveness in Joxan’s actions, and part of her was touched. Yet… watching her son beat up Katrina’s child stirred a discomfort she couldn't ignore.“You hit him pretty hard,” Elyana said gently, wiping the sweat and dust from Joxan’s flushed face.“Aren’t you afraid of losing your friend?”Joxan didn’t hesitate. “I’m not afraid. Boys aren’t that fragile. We get our friendships through fights. Don’t worry, Mommy.”His grin widened as he reached out with both hands—his left grasping Jessica’s tiny fing