Semua Bab Dominating CEO Snatch The Twins From His Ex-Wife: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Mini froze in her tracks, staring wide-eyed at Enlyan."Oh my god, is she still alive?" she whispered, her voice shaky with disbelief.Joxan’s eyes widened when he saw the red, swollen palm print on Enlyan's face. A surge of anger took over, and without thinking, he charged at Daimon like an enraged lion cub, throwing punches and kicks wherever he could reach."You bastard! How dare you hit my mom!" he shouted furiously.Daimon didn’t move, didn’t block or dodge. He just stood there, letting the boy hit him with all his strength, his face calm and unflinching.Mini quickly rushed over, her face flushed with anger."Daimon, what the hell is wrong with you? You call yourself a man? Only a coward hits a woman!"Enlyan’s eyes widened in surprise at the unexpected chaos."No! It wasn’t him!" she shouted desperately. "Joxan, stop!"But Joxan was too caught up in his rage to listen. In a final burst of fury, he grabbed Daimon’s hand and bit down hard, his teeth sinking in with surprising str

His touch was so tender that it made Enlyan’s thoughts scatter. Am I imagining things? she wondered, struggling to reconcile this gentleness with his usual harsh demeanor."Mr. Blackwood, I can do it myself," she protested, trying to take the ice from his hand. "Didn’t you say you had something to discuss? Let’s just get to it."He dodged her hand effortlessly, his tone as commanding as ever. "Don’t move. Just lean on me."Enlyan stiffened, unsure how to react. "Mr. Blackwood, what exactly are you trying to do? Are you trying to make up for what your girlfriend did? Worried I’ll cause trouble for her? Or is this some kind of guilt-driven gesture..."Daimon’s hand paused for a moment, his eyes darkening. "I said Katrina is not my girlfriend.""Really?" Enlyan scoffed lightly, disbelief coloring her voice. "That’s odd. She gave birth to your family’s heir, didn’t she? If she’s not your girlfriend, is she your wife? Forgive me for being rude, but that’s hard to believe."His hand froze m

Enlyan said nothing, merely nodding, but as he stepped outside, she couldn’t help but feel conflicted. Did he really intend to follow through with what she’d demanded? Or was this just another game to keep her from leaving?Katrina’s loud complaints continued from outside, growing closer with each passing second.Before Enlyan could digest his words, Daimon returned almost immediately. "Don't worry, she's in good hands," he assured her before she could ask any questions.Enlyan exhaled quietly, feeling a slight relief wash over her. He wouldn't do anything to the child; he knew better than to harm her.Daimon settled back into his seat, his eyes fixed on Enlyan as he applied the medicine to her swollen face.Enlyan raised an eyebrow, her voice laced with sarcasm. "Mr. Blackwood, are you really going to slap her? Look at her, she's furious. She even threatened to fire your assistant. Katrina's position in your family must be quite secure."Daimon's expression darkened at her words. He

Katrina’s eyes widened in horror, and a shiver ran down her spine. Locked up? Isolated from everyone? The thought alone made her feel suffocated. She frantically shook her head, fighting against the guards' grip."No! Daimon, please don’t do this to me!" she screamed, her words coming out muffled and distorted from the pain and swelling. "I was wrong! I’ll apologize to Iris! Just don’t lock me up! Oasis needs me! Please!"Her desperate cries fell on deaf ears, and Daimon didn’t even spare her a glance. Katrina struggled, wanting to throw herself at Enlyan’s feet and beg for mercy, but the guards held her tightly, preventing any movement. Humiliation and despair twisted her features, and for the first time in five years, she felt utterly powerless.Since coming back to Daimon’s side, Katrina had always held her head high, confident that she held a special place in his life. Yet now, she was being treated like a criminal, framed by that vile woman, Iris. The burning hatred in Katrina’s

Oasis was absorbed in the game, his focus intense as he tried to beat the challenge.The game, designed by Joxan, seemed simple enough at first, but after an hour of playing, Oasis was still stuck."Come on! How is this possible?" Oasis muttered, frustration mounting. He was so immersed in the game that he didn’t even hear Daimon enter the room. It wasn’t until the laptop was taken from his hands that he looked up, startled."Who... Who dares touch my laptop?" Oasis snapped, his voice sharp with irritation. But when he saw Daimon standing there, his anger vanished instantly."Daddy? What are you doing here?" he asked, his tone now soft and respectful.Daimon didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he handed the laptop over to Ertha without a word. "See if you can crack it," he said coldly.Ertha, puzzled by the request, hesitated for a moment before accepting the laptop. He didn’t understand why Daimon wanted him to try, but he silently began working on it. Oasis, eager to fix the situat