Sweet Twins

"Yes, Mr. Fu," Nancy said as she stood up. She then ran her fingers through her messy hair.

She felt as if something fell on her hair just now.

She walked quietly out of the bedroom and immediately saw Angelina standing just outside the door. She looked as if she was waiting for Nancy to come out.

"Aunt... Angelina," Nancy greeted her, half hesitating and half embarrassed.

"So, you are Nancy? I am a little familiar with your name. But it doesn't matter. You need to always remember your place here! Don't overthink it. Bobby is just a kid, so never take whatever he says too seriously!" Angelina's voice was soft, but her words were unmistakably a warning to her.

"Don't worry, Aunt. I'm not interested in Mr. Fu. I stay here just for Bobby," Nancy clarified. Nancy was not willing to show even the slightest weakness. And it was the truth that she had no other intention towards Charles.

Charles was like a king that everyone looked up to.

He was too dazzling for her. She felt that if she kept too close to him, she would only get burned.

And she was already hurt once, and that was more than enough for her.

"That's good, then." Angelina involuntarily raised her voice. "The guestroom is ready. It's on the first floor. It's in the same room with the maid."

"Mom, Bobby is already asleep. Why are you shouting here?" Charles asked as he came out of the room. "Nancy, you will sleep in my room. I will sleep in the guest room next to yours," Charles specified. He closed the door gently behind him after he came out.

"What? Charles!" Angelina exclaimed as she stared at her son in disbelief. Charles was a neat freak from a very early age. He never touched any woman except for that one time. And yet that evening, he was willing to let a strange woman sleep in his room.

'Is this really my son, Charles?' Angelica wondered to herself.

"I don't like repeating myself," Charles said in an authoritative voice. He did not allow anyone to refuse him.

"Mr. Fu... you really don't need to do that," Nancy said. She didn't want to cause any trouble in Charles' life.

"What? Didn't you hear me clearly?" Sleep in my room or sleep in my mother's room. Take your pick," Charles pointed out in a cold voice.

You let her sleep in your room, and you... It's unreasonable!" Angelina complained. But she knew her son too well. No one

room. Although he was abroad to accompany his father, it was not a place

the situation

to silently go to the bathroom to take a shower and freshen

were interrupted by a sudden

could it be?' Nancy wondered to

So, she wondered

'Does he...' she wondered.

bit her lips nervously with the

your pajamas," Charles said calmly from outside the door. His voice

felt relieved and sighed in relief. She decided that she

you," Nancy said as she opened the door. She then took the pajamas

soon as Nancy took the pajamas from

slept soundly and

found themselves in a

hand as she stamped her foot on the floor in

daughter. Nancy has been seducing Charles ever since she got back. She is seducing him on purpose to destroy the Ning family! And all that our family can have now depends on me and Caspar. And it will all

in anger. She then smashed the photo on

that..."

mean she didn't? She's constantly in touch with Charles lately, and the evidence is clear! How can you take her side on this?" Jill would naturally take the side of her daughter. She was afraid that Nancy had gotten too close to Charles. She was afraid of the details of that car accident that year being exposed. If

then?" But Clark's ambition had long been gone. Everything

am asking you. What should we do, now? What can we do if Charles suddenly wants to purchase our company? Will our

playing with her. Don't take it so seriously. Nancy has a child, you know!" Jill said

just in time

that she was from five years ago. She was like a flower that bloomed after all those years. Caspar thought that if he could go back in time and make his choice once more, his choice

he consoled himself with the thought that Nancy was disliked by the Ning family. If he chose to marry her, he would not become

he consoled himself with that thought. "Mom is right. Charles is just playing

a bad feeling about it," Fannie said in a foreboding tone of voice as she slowly sat on the sofa to