Sweet Twins

The cab driver's hope to meet and see Charles was flushed down the drain faster than water would.

"Hmm… Uncle, let us get out of the car," Bobby suggested, sporting his cute, bubbly face. Then, after thinking for a while, he proposed, "Uncle, we don't have money to pay you right now. Can you wait here for a moment? We'll just ask daddy for some cash."

"It's okay, you don't have to. Just remember my plate number, and if ever you see my cab again, you can just pay me then. You know what? Forget it. Just consider the ride free as my way of doing a good deed." Knowing that it was prohibited to park at the gate of the hospital, the cab driver was helpless. He couldn't stay here and wait for the children to get the money; otherwise, the security guard might shoo him.

"Thank you so much, uncle," Nadia uttered before scooting over on the seat to deboard the taxi.

Bobby also expressed his thanks before finally leaving the driver, who waved at the kids before quickly driving away.

Fearing that others might see them, the kids traversed the path with fewer people.

If others recognized them, they would surely inform Nancy or Charles.

"Bobby, why didn't daddy go to the office?" As they walked cautiously, Nadia's voice suddenly broke the slight tension with her voice.

"Shh...Keep your voice down. Isn't he here in the hospital? Great-grandpa is sick, so he's probably here visiting him," Bobby uttered in a low voice, sticking his index finger on his lips to remind his sister to keep silent.

"But doesn't he need to work? Daddy is really busy, isn't he?" Nadia continued to ask, ignoring her brother's earlier warning.

Taking a deep breath to exasperate his thinning patience, Bobby replied, "I've told you that he is the CEO. The CEO doesn't have to go to work every day in the office. Don't you understand?"

"Can the CEO not go to work? I don't understand." The little girl cocked her head to one side and thought really deep as her face contorted into a grimace. No matter how hard she tried, her young mind couldn't just make sense of her brother's explanation.

"Stop talking. Let's look for great-grandpa's ward." The kids then walked out of the elevator and began to search the corridors, looking for Frederic.

Meanwhile, while the children were loitering in the hospital, Charles arrived at his grandfather's ward.

And as usual, the old man merely squinted his eyes, as if he didn't even want to take a look at his visiting grandson.

"Father, Charles is here to see you." Angelina broke the impending awkward silence and tension in the room. Obviously, Frederic––who had always been so stern and imposing––never wanted anyone to see him from a position of weakness. But little did he know, Charles, who took after him at that point, would also never compromise.

for the other to break the ice. However, Angelina

Frederic answered in

else, I'll go home. I have

purposely showed no hint of remorse or empathy in an attempt to irate his unyielding

"Charles, you have become a househusband now, haven't you? You always say that Joseph is unambitious,

with my wife and the children now. I'm busy every day, and I have both money and freedom. So, how can you say I'm unambitious?" Observing the expression on Frederic's

almost rising

if his grandfather chased him away, Charles had no intention of leaving just yet. He hadn't

man just moved his legs and made a posture to leave to probe

the time you need to talk to your grandpa. Don't leave in a hurry," Angelina joked, trying to lighten up the tense atmosphere in

the couch, crossing his legs arrogantly while his hand traced

wasn't obviously to spend time with his grandfather. Of course, the latter knew this, seeing as how a clear indifferent look was painted on

since Charles didn't mention anything, it must be that

woman... What was she planning to do? Was she

me to be considerate of you since you are

look of disbelief

Don't you believe

There must be something behind it. What else did she say? Did she persuade you?" the old man asked, pinning both his hands on the

Group, I left

you not going back to the TS Group?" Frederic

right? Grandpa wants me

the old man snorted, rolling his

otherwise…" From ear to ear, Charles flashed him a condescending grin, aware that he had the upper hand. And in

his veins swelled in a fury, he continued, "Your uncle's life is hanging on a thin thread, and all you want to do is

at Charles

it or leave it," Charles uttered with a straight face, almost

to leave the TS Group, and now that he wanted him to go back, Charles was using that woman to threaten him too! Whether

would never admit to his defeat. There was no way he