President’s Twins: Buy One, Get One Free

Rebekah got her mind back and wiped away her tears. She asked in a low voice, “Who is there?”

No one answered.

Rebekah was stunned. She asked again, “Who?”

It was one thirty in the morning. Customers would ask the reception for help should they needed anything. Once the reception couldn’t make the decision, they would come to find her. However, the person outside now did not answer her.

Just as she thought she might hear wrong, the person outside knocked at the door again.

“Who is that?” Rebekah stood up and walked to the door.

Different people came to live in the inn, so every room here had a peephole. Rebekah looked outside through the peephole, but she found no one.

She was confused, but suddenly, a black shadow covered the peephole. Rebekah was scared and couldn’t help staggering back.

The person outside knocked at the door again.

A piece of paper slipped in through the door slot.

Rebekah hurriedly picked up the paper and checked it.

There were words on the paper, “Rebekah, where is our son? Is he OK?”

Rebekah’s face suddenly turned pale. She even couldn’t get her mind back. She felt her legs fragile and thus she fell down on the ground.

The knock at the door had also awoken Benjamin. Benjamin always had the light sleep, so he got up even though he had heard the very low voice. He felt uneasy as he heard the knock, so he came out and checked.

There was no one in the corridor.

The reception staff were deeply asleep now, the door was closed, and the wind bells were also quiet. It seemed there was no one.

to the door of his mother’s room. He knocked

“Mom? Are you sleeping?”

Soon it was Rebekah’s voice. Her voice was low and strange, “It’s

heard someone knock at the door just now and no one answered.

I didn’t hear that. You must hear

gonna go back.

“Good night.”

sounds of Benjamin’s

Rebekah stood by the door, and on the sofa next to the window, about two

him before. It must be a tough life for you to raise our son alone all these years. Why don’t you

“Shut up.”

a cold voice. She then lowered her voice in case of being heard by

than my son should be. So, that young man in the Beckham family is my son,

are you

her teeth, “My son has nothing to do with you. Why did you come back

just as bad-tempered as

We should greet each other first.

are the relationships between us? You wanted to be with me just because you wanted Beckham’s property. You lied to me,

love to you. You always want such romantic love, don’t you? The love deep enough to have someone to die for you. I didn’t do that, but I inspired another

“Bastard!”

about the history, Rebekah’s face turned sullen and her body was trembling, “You planned that! Even Henry’s death was your plan. How dare

“It’s twenty years after the case, long enough to make

know I

young master of the Beckham family actually doesn’t have Beckham’s blood. Let all of them know he’s my

With the spare key, Benjamin strode in and shouted at the man sitting on the

you

that her son was extremely vigilant. Her

have heard all the arguments between her

tapping, huh? Didn’t you hear that?