President’s Twins: Buy One, Get One Free

“You are such a brat…”

Joseph looked depressed, “Have you forgotten that you are my son. I am your father, and she is not your natural mother.”

“Exactly.” Noah wrote down two words on the drawing board quickly.

Joseph felt that reasoning with children was basically going to drive him into a psychopath. So, he didn’t bother to argue with Noah anymore, “Sit down, let’s go to great-grandpa’s house for dinner tonight.”

“I don’t want to eat.”

“If you don’t want to eat, I’ll call your mother and tell her that you just break your promise to her that you don’t want to eat anymore. I will ask her not to come this weekend. Then, you will be starving.”

Hearing her words, Noah immediately became anxious. His face flushed red with anger. Stomping his legs, he said, “You…you’re so bad.”

“Okay, I’m bad.”

Joseph looked at him, “You can think I’m a bad guy, but please think clearly whether you want to eat or not on the way to go to grandpa’s house.”

After finishing his words, he closed the back seat door. He got in the car and started the engine of the car. Then, he drove to the Beckhams' Mansion.

Since Franklin took over the ST Group, he has become an idle man. He stayed at home every day reading the newspaper. He also took over the housekeeper’s job to fetch Noah as if he tried his best to be a good father.

However, Noah didn’t seem to appreciate his effort. The most frequent question he would ask every day was when he and Hayden would reconcile. Noah thought that Hayden and Joseph were simply arguing.

On the other side, Stella sat in the back seat and said angrily as if she was an adult, “Mummy, I thought you broke up with Mr. Beckham. So, don’t be together with him all the time after you broke up with him.”

Hayden laughed as she heard Stella’s words, “Why? I thought that last time you liked Mr. Beckham so much.”

“That was last time. Mr. Beckham is getting married to someone else, right? Moreover, he’s not treating you as good as daddy treating you, so you better not be with him. Mummy, if you don’t like daddy, you can find someone else, don’t put all your eggs in one basket.

“Hey. Little kid, you even know the idiom “don’t put all your eggs in one basket”. Who taught you that?”

“Aiden, Aiden taught me that.”

“Aiden again?”

puzzled for

class. Stella always mentioned his name lately, and the frequency of mentioning his name was so high until it had far surpassed the frequency of

“Anyway, you shouldn’t get too close to Mr. Beckham. It will block

Aiden tell you that

nodded her head

“Well, Aiden knows everything.”

a little

However, it had only been a short time since she had

held back her laughter

eat at home? I’ve promised Mr. Beckham to cook for Noah at your great

“Huh?”

in frustration. She

to see Mr. Beckham, then you just don’t go there. I will send you to the office during the

“I don’t want.”

her arms, “I want to go

Beckham?” Hayden

If he dares to bully mummy again, I’ll call daddy

which was reflected in the rear-view mirror, Hayden froze for a moment. Then she

“Okay.”

for children to sense others’ emotions was better than adults do. Even Hayden

natural father, or maybe it was when she took her away from Old Master Beckham’s house several times, she saw Hayden who looked

the changes were just too subtle for her to notice on time. When she realized that Stella was very resistant

already been

so excited that she forgot her previous gloom and immediately jumped into

hugged Stella up and guessed her weight, “You’re a lot heavier. Do

“Yes.”

little cute sound almost melted someone’s

door, “Come in first. I’ll go to the supermarket later to buy some ingredients and come back

and I just want to take a nap

are too big to sleep on the sofa. You can sleep in

and brought